Conquer your past the whirling wind whispers
And I'll blow it all way to unify your life...

Aged old eras linger through this feeble mind.
Overlapping waves of sensation unwind...

Dwell in your place, your existence is fading
Ideas are wrong and your words are so guilty...

A slow escalation
of melodic sensations...

Music,
has no words...

The trees are dead
The clouds are here, hiding our sadden faces...

Together here, hand in hand.
Tomorrow divided across the land...

Build your society around your friends
The two or three you keep real close...

There is a tree
breathing and swaying...

This poem is pretty personal to me.
There's something depressing about this room...

Peach tea from walgreens
Is the story of my life...

Another winter covered in snow
little flakes that softly flow...