An overcast dawn, as the sun, yet again, gets...
Cascading from the ether, crystal drops quench the...
Have not written a single
word today, for you...
Franny, the old dog
perches herself to the tree...
The ghostly shades of evening’s realm
In the shadows of windy oblivion...
Fragrances,
the decalcomania of elegant flowers...
Closed eyes and sealed mouths
numbed by the pregnant moonlight...