The sun was - the sun is
Love was - love is...

I glanced at the clock,
it was nearly that moment again...

He thought I had a cold.
But my nose was bunged up from...

Warm milk and nutmeg
swathe around her feet...

Acid eyes slice -
electric screams...

Behind a wall I yell,
and then in front of you...

There is a drum inside me;
it's pulse echoes my...

A [white] damp cotton blouse
and silk [pink] pyjamas...

Just like eggshells
within the sea's palm...

How I wish my purse heavy with paper
rather than heavy with copper...

I drive
a high speed green machine...

Bitter prickles
send feathers tracing...