Carpe Noctum,
seize the night...

Flower petals part,
stems grow up toward blazing suns...

Beautiful glistening serenade,
flip flopping 'round my feet...

One must often choose
Between two things that are loved...

Fluff-white animals
racing thick blue forevers...

Well I guess I'm trying to say,
well that is to say...

There is a soft moon o'er head;
its quiet light is distilling...

"Do it," it whispers.
"One throw and you're done.&quot...

The wood rattled
groaned and snapped...

What's this world we live in?
Happiness in hours...

The flames tickle the notes as they
are swept up the chimney...

There is a new, hard callus on my hand,
Like there is a new aching in my heart...