Summer in a single bite
that lingers in the mouth...
Knowing the beginning
and the end...
You were half-crazy
saving little buds...
The only sounds that I can hear
Are the singing of the birds...
Every now and then
As my steps are slowed...
Under a blue sun
Living water crashes down...
Rise, rise oh sun
Wake me up with your blinding light...
Sweat, on canvas
silk, on screen...
The clouds stalk the meadow leisurely
The skies changing into a deep, violent gray...
The Stone Wall
They moved the rocks...
And how shall we trace the
trajectory of a lungless scream...
That targeted sleep will not come
at once...