We, this people, on a small and lo… Traveling through casual space Past aloof stars, across the way o… To a destination where all signs t… It is possible and imperative that…

You drink a bitter draught. I sip the tears your eyes fight to… A cup of lees, of henbane steeped… Your breast is hot, Your anger black and cold,

When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the stre… Young men sharp as mustard. See them. Men are always

Curtains forcing their will against the wind, children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing

The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.

Beloved, In what other lives or lands Have I known your lips Your Hands Your Laughter brave

There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles that I employ to win

When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,

Pretty women wonder where my secre… I’m not cute or built to suit a fa… But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say,

Your smile, delicate rumor of peace. Deafening revolutions nestle in th… cleavage of your breasts

A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since depart… Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry tokens Of their sojourn here

Beloveds, now we know that we know… Without notice, our dear love can… In the instant that Michael is go… Though we are many, each of us is… Only when we confess our confusion…