As night falls
romance covers...

whats going to happen to me-
now that the sky is falling...

Sitting in my chair in a blue room-
maybe it's a blues room...

Refrigerators are made
to keep things cold...

no oil or pitches
to make tender...

I’m eating gummies
by the dumpster...

what strange wailing comes
from a contented heart...

Flowers in the warm sun
never taking care...

Nature’s reality
Flowers in the warm sun...

It was my understanding that is not failed
took to my knowing from early age schoolhouse did...

She is the keeper of secrets-
mysteries untold...

Tell me not your troubles
and I will not cause you mine to hear...