Moving in my sky Is entirely ours, An open crystal grain An unmeasured fluttering, Decidedly not contained Of what I […]

Moving in my sky Is entirely ours, An open crystal grain An unmeasured fluttering, Decidedly not contained Of what I […]
A soft recline Has climbed the gun To shoot at reminding Alarming, Then resign.
Under that recombinant hand, Of chemistry And fantasy in delight We build a majesty Of harvest, Sweet as much As […]