Heavy metal sank
her optimistic dreams of...

A cavernous emotion...

Upon a rock we once revolved
Self-appointed pious souls...

brothers
fought back to back...

Murdered in blossom time -
yesterday I lived, now my hearts bleeds...

Each morning she awoke
Wanting this day, another day...

Debbie is cleansed so
does not need reminding of...

through cataracted
sight, eyes squinted a dawn that...

instinctive whiskers
blur r e d the rodent to safety...

Ghosts
rev their bikes, then...

Watch as Grandpa’s grief is simpered
away by the all at once shadows...

Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold,
And many goodly states and kingdoms seen...