When the stars appear to lose their shine
do not forget, they are far away into the sky...

They said, a piece of advice...
"Write with your heart&quot...

Ah dirty lamp, I found you on the ground
At the city of gold...

The songs we sing
are nothing but notes...

I’m stuck in a circle
circling ‘round and ‘round...

“There’s something in the shadows
a light so dim i see...

as winds whisper secrets to thirsty pines
branches sway excitedly from side to side...

If in between your lips, a butterfly laid still
Still as if your lips were two petals: carmine...

an egg on the countertop
rolls...

Death
People fear you as if you were a serial killer...

Shhh...
The night is quiet...

A pen wobbles
at the edge of a wooden desk...