Music perished into dust
as I paused for a moment...

I can't sleep
with this room snoring in silence...

Time will not wrap itself back
into my pocket...

I was carried away
with a flush of emotions...

Music, birds
death and life...

And suddenly everything was grey,
including yellow...

The sky smothers me with showers of cold
but I grin as though, I am soaked in gold...

.....come to me,
let me protect you against light...

Worried & lonesome,
dispirited I sit...

No figure to
your drawings...

Your heart is torn
in the beautiful mess...

I hate the fact
that I saw you...