Have you forgotten the missiles, the hailstorm, how we all stood outside with buckets and gathered ice cubes that tasted like nothing?
Sweet Lady Blue & Shattered Glass in Time
Gasping for air, in crystal blue,I killed myself a thousand times. And, waged a war, eternal flames,And raged and died a thousand more.
At dusk, I danced on drum-beat hills and drank a wine made from tears of awe.
God Sleeps in the Middle of a Homeless Man's Guitar Strings
All that remains, his eulogy, and tales of sorrow-forlorn hope, scattered across Orion’s Belt.
I used to have a name, but now I am afloat. Above my people’s dread, I live in moments past.