A pitter and a patter,
Spitter and spatter...

I look up at the crystalline blue skies;
Too cold, too clear, and too unforgiving...

1,024 Lilliputians
bungee jump off my eyelids...

Wind appears random,
but follows a greater law...

Ungodly rage;
Consuming everything internal...

Fluff-white animals
racing thick blue forevers...

Grotesque mirror by the bedside,
Tiny rivulets of quicksilver...

Hearken to me, beast of beasts,
Before the morning light intrude...

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

The wind caresses
the angry but loving earth...

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

O Muse!
Let the cup pass from me...