There once was a flower
so wild and rare...

Right where the moon becomes full
Up in the sky so clearly obscure...

I’m dying
I’m dying everyday...

Summer, hummer, humming bird
Comes a runner, sprinter, lunger, falling here...

Sometimes, I’m a cracked egg
laughing...

Where are the meter writers hiding at?
just hit me with a poem in iambic...

Death,
i see you in the corners of my life...

I want to sing,
oh love...

stress me, stress me, stress me
stress why I should be stressed...

river, river
flowing down...

Oh sweet heart
I can feel your ache...

a melón, sweet
delicious as it is...