On the edge of water, deep
Let me cool your thoughts to sleep...

Why won't you
Leave me behind...

Look to your left
Look to your right...

Note--This poem is meant to be read through very...
On the shoals...

Who knows the point?
I beg for mercy...

The tree, it fell on all the people
Holding the young below them...

I lie in wait below unseeing air
Turbulent still since the brightest one fell...

In grade five there was Serenity
He liked her; she liked him...

Then it is Saturday I
See I must learn to yield...

My real name I shall not concede.
This is the rule which I must heed...

The problem with some
grocery store...

Your love is like a troubadour
Who sings of prosperous times...