I need to be cleanly
I want to be free...
An auburn haze descends this autumn night
Pollutants pry their fingers down throats...
Watching a bare tree
And the rope that hangs from it...
The path still calls me
The dark forest and the heart tree...
There she was, weaving between
the hollowed trees, disappearing...
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee from thine navel to chest...
Apocalypse
We must not let greed...
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you mean...
If only I could fix a point in space
If only I could find some space in time...
The love that was given me
Was honest and true...
You can find her amongst the chestnut trees...
You can see her in the shadows of your nightmares...
A painter of nudes
And Hollywood dudes...