She knows not of her past avenger
nor of the crosses that laid at her side...

Pea green funnels
entangle themselves foolishly...

I am pushed by eager early birds
who force the pregnant sun...

Vanilla candlelight blurs the thin-layered...
until echoes of burrowed snow beasts dwindle...

My Restorer is present
mounted upon his golden champion...

I stretch my runners in race
nonchalantly allowing synthetic cloth...

Circumstance
metamorphosizes...

Rain waves spray
will...

Alleluia in the morning
where stars wait to fade...

Months ago you tossed a McIntosh apple
...dripping with spicy red glaze...

.................................Bug Eyes
...................................Perceive...

I feel -the day after today- will have a hard job...
for her sunshine cakes are highly demanded by even...