You just barged in On my glass-faced 50’ bamboo shoot With...
Flora The fawn of devilish childish Absolut-shunn(ed) I’ll not return to...
We need you In these violent times It seems there is...
The rainbow over your head Is fading The pot of gold...
Opening fleshy curtains To expose To let the light seep through...
Irish dancing tunes Surround my bed, My house, my head We...
My heart is ill With fever Smoke clouds my eyes I...
Cross your legs at the knees Young man See what you...
Now I lay my head to rest My weary bones put...
As blind, as dismal, as dark, as bleak As the truth...