Four foot five; a specimen,
always accompanied by the darting eye...

It is bright across the way.
The way I used to take...

No one notices...
---The song inside my soul...

Julian is singing high again.
She hit the B flat...

I'm sorry they told you I was no longer breathing.
Seeing rainclouds raining...

It was the perfect day.
A simplistic afternoon...

A recital has finished.
The game has been played...

Joy has left,
sounds are gone...

Little blue Parakeets,
they rough around all day...

Scenes of a Restaurant
Children play...

Serenity,
Obscenity...

It scares me,
the Surface...