Call upon the martins and the swallows wild,
And let them soar the air like an heiress child...

Remind me of your summer gallop, Elk,
Jeering in the nick of time...

We spent the night in a mystical wood.
Shadows, cloaked, wept over our innocent bodies...

Captains.
All better to the best of men...

At midday, I chat to the blue whale watching
and scratch it as we both sing hymns of faith...

Enmeshed to all those plodding few,
that doubt not the quiver of a talent and the...

Balancing appearance drifts,
One face to another lifts...

Scrub-each-other days, reeked out of shape,
(our hearts and minds were never fair in shape...

Living and loving alike,
bonding with Guthrum, despite...

How many bodies doth one count?
More the merry body's kind...

I once belied a mousetrap,
with leopard masking tape, mouthing some...

Strolling like a humped character through a vacant...
staff-in-hand with piercing eyes, piercing as they...