I hear sirens richotching cross chipped billboards
drowning in a sea of people with colored hats...

Soft,
snowfall...

I blew smoke rings...

When a woman laments
you can visualize her discomfort...

It's a dark night this evening
soothing smiles fill the air...

I once climbed your
humongous branches...

Upon a road of uncrossed tears
fighting infections of endless words...

If you dropped a teardrop
onto the floor, I'd preserve...

She overseas her seedlings
gazing silently, as mothers do...

It's a mystery devoured In blue,
cotton ball delight, billowy pillow...

Spirited, vibrant rainbow
was the soul that bathed...

His little frame
peeks around...