It was a year of a new disaster-and
an incredible find...

The errands ran themselves today,
in little mud swirls that floated...

To the tune of a sad blues song,
minus the words that tag along...

There we were again, at the mutual
point of breaking-and we tried to...

Evening blushes that sent the moon
astray into the cascading cloud...

I can open her eyes from being
shut from our world-an instance...

It often is dismissed as a strange
or unnatural occurence, but nature...

Twice is given the opportunity to
listen, and once reprimanded...

A newly built wall with a fresh coat
of paint, and dried boogers...

In the deepest thoughts where only
colored dragons fodder-I layed...

I danced in a velvet red room with
the shower on-I wanted the noise...

I can count them easier after the
breakdowns, and I don't mean...