The heat of
a white knife...
Two very different things that most people get...
Everything which we have ever created
gained meaning by us...
It's been a long time,
In fact too long...
So much depends
upon...
For the atmosphere
has kept away the air...
Why must the internal guidance derived from and...
Meant to be a quote. Too long...
I wake up within yellow bars, bones
yellowed like newspapers in sunlight, dreams...
If your heart had the gift of speech,
tell me what would it say...
As Spring Whispers to
Go forth and live my new life...
God, what happened to me?
Who will I be...
I wish I knew where tears come from
The eyes are where they show...