Turpentine and willfulness Robins and terns, with etching sti… We gliding by, whole as much in ou… No it’s not nothing, an epic, for… For surviving with the beauty we h…

I remember, always The tree is composed of leaves grass, without singular notation light is from a source That I would never betray you

As the wind settles Eyes grow dim, tired still In the morning we begin again In so doing, if you can Please do not pretend...

I dreamed once, For true naive That we would walk Sanguine and silly Besides the trees

To truth, It shows What love it is that glows, That wagons wheel, Birdsong Cardinal flash, river stone Garden grow

The issue is, We, those of us who did not come h… Willingly We’re too red And white

I was free once, And nobody cared an inch what I’d… That’s how I liked it, that’s wha… Now, for a year or more, The state knocking at my door,

I hope you are warm, well, and fre…

I’d like to write a story In parts of six or seven I only know the one, Can we write it together? Everything will be just so

The whole world eats Our love, lives and dreams We sit and sigh another eve

All the cars have been robbed There was nothing in the vans They made gold of air The radio blares pretend And the traffic’s rough again.

I want to marry you That’s the way it is, true Not just paper, or for show In the way only we know It’s true, already though

Your grandma gave me nine dollars After having breakfast on Broadwa… And it wasn’t her but still, She told me what was and I said m… Sincerest apologies true.

We are all, who never willingly to… Blue light home, flashing yellow s… The world in between, on whose sha… Flashes yellow and red, and spends… Intruding time, we cannot fix