Your hands tremble,
when you accept...
Writing your own elegy in a
blocked artery...
Imperfect mating.
I am lurching forward...
Your comatose
countenance...
A butterfly landed
on a flower to drink its...
Water is quiet
But not all the time sometimes...
All the grass is green
And the small insects are mean...
Green trees are hairy
But not for long they will loose...
The man and woman
Gather around in the fall...
Sparkling in the sky
The stars look so pretty...
A wax house you were
gifted to live in sun...
She steps into the colours
of autumn, turning her back...