As the seas and rivers and lakes churned to dust
Beneath the dancing grin of flame...

Sometimes she looks at me
With those eroded brown eyes...

Who gives bunnies guns?!!!
They should be cute and furry...

Some laughter you can’t resist,
You tripping over “carpet...

Naught but a celestial fire,
peach rippling purple that might...

The tide rises ardently in the evening dark,
And the tossed spray fogs the window of the sky...

There's a savage scowl on the moon tonight,
Harvest ichor dripping down to feed my...

The night is my home, shadows my slaves.
From the dark perches of an alien race's mind...

A rose I have, red with but enough white
To assure the purity of the flower...

I weep, oh Lord,
For the dying of the sun...

Darkness greets the eye
Furtive, alert in awareness...

Morning mist melts on your shoulder
As you look out on the dawn...