I saw a dream that cried Riding the bus, passed the tractor… And construction to the outside of… Not a farm but a field A small ranch with a slight mess i…

Iron doves and death The world can sort It’s sordid mess. I am not alone Who does not have

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…

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

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

It is raining beautiful And loud. Kind that turns the Cars around Little branches Snap

I hope you get your dreams From where I sit I cannot see. I hope you are in gilded light Near it does not surround my eyes. I hope you have sound peace

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’m famous, but I wasn’t supposed… Nor did I care to, or attempt in… None of us were, just citizens. It would appear that I wasn’t, bu… Just pretend,

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

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...

We are the ones Who could not get away Not for nothing But for the state Not for coffee

I feel the same As when we never spoke of it befor… I miss you since