Again
Night dive, the vessel is crushed in glassy clutches, light is lost ...
Night dive, the vessel is crushed in glassy clutches, light is lost ...
Repress these thoughts, a tearing asunder, milky lens and foggy bottom ...
A liquid sense of self in mirror, My dreams, Are they a part of what really happened ...
Aloof, Precariously tethered, Falling feet first, Towards a length, Of waves ...
Fire that burns with invisible flame, Thumping and churning ...
Metallic body, Subtle skin, Yours is the only color ...
As torrents blast, These ancient faces, Gaping maws of ages ...
Heavy, we'll be, and roughly round, a Forepaugh's daughter ...
Mosquito squeal, Dainty lance and wound pastiche, 'Tis our body ...
Vapor trail & stupid dream ...
Lauer, lauer, Samtener Schall ...
What you want is, Not that scarce, An open eye ...
Return your gaze, To soothing self, Your other ...
Moving faster, A neon moon is growing nearer to me, Life is taking longer than I expected it to be ...
A gentle breeze, My father's house, Is full of feathers ...