A hard drink of
heartache, and you blink...
You had big
violence in your bones...
You were dressed up
to burn. Tears had memory...
Where blue meets the
red, I will bring moon to cross...
Returning to past
you tend to remain all mum...
Retrieve me, by my
voice, to stay at the pause...
Why Buddha waits for
Yasodhra, to become sane...
In blue dawn
pure truth will hinge on the...
You talk of evil,
I become incendiary...
Mauled, with no
known crime. Autumn wanted...
Silence like amber glass, flowing down to endless...
Silent mists float in cumulus waves 'neath the...
Snow and Sparks. Methane
burns. I will scramble for the...