The thick, contaminated vapor of your world causes...
I lost my ability to think for myself...
Sadness it may bring.
in your heart when you hear...
Casual causeways of your essence and din,
built up to access a torn tissue heart...
Blue skies with shades of grey, my sun shines on...
New mornings with the lightest breeze, body rock...
It's not too late for the polar bears
Two thirds of ice will be gone...
There's no relation
more sincere than that between...
Life can be hard. Life can be horible. It can...
Like most of you;
Dumbfounded when asked to self reflect...
Black coal sizzles
upon rocks of uneven...
One September morning
I awakened from a dream...
I found the street in daylight,
walked on its moss-throttled flagstone...
Give me the news like
I take whiskey and coffee...