my heart

berries, like cherries, leaves like cocoons. do you howl like a wolf when you look at the moon.

do you ever feel like a little birdie, alone in the snow. blankness and empty, wherever you want to go at times this we felt. the...

cold for us out here looking for food, but i do not mind. a great friend like you is even harder to find. whatever the weather, we...

we are often told of that which makes us, but seldom prepared for that which breaks us.

the world it spins. the world it roars. the world excites then sometimes bores, the word entices then sends away the world that is...

goats love to laugh the world has a funny smell. but what they are laughing at, exactly... they will never tell.

in afterthought before another afterthought begins. waiting for the ship that sails the ocean of chagrin.