I braided the roots of a tree
to save within a music box...
Aghast at the?
burning brutality and domination...
Even the tree enters its shade.
It was very hot this...
Penchant for bats. Always
nocturnal./ Sustained flight...
Yelling daffodils paraded
Eulogies, soft, serenaded...
A lamplit page
that smells your body...
Loading the twin calyculi
at the dawn. Cotton grass...
After the ammonia leak,
there was a visual hallucination...
Step aside.
Tension of mining gold...
This comely butterfly mirrors our moon
With fulgent shades that glisten and swoon...
A flower, surrounded by trees,
once said...
Being me
like a butterfly I cannot...