Spiritual

Cherry

The Return

Fill he woods with music and let it lift me, up the great trunks, past the boughs, through the leaves and into the blue sky above, so I can see clearly all that

Wide-Eyed and Alive

feelings of elation.

Scope

In terrorizing visions, I see virions of greed; icosahedral capsids vaster than cathedral domes and, wherever they hover, poverty erupts and bleeds

Ultimate Rush

Waiting for the big one!
Cherry

Did i fill your world with love

you know we all leave when we have to and ask did i fill your world wiht love

Tracks

A while ago the FBI called in a celebrated Indian tracker to analyze the marks left in the desert by two people suspected of taking delivery of a large quantity of illegal drugs.

it's three am

i re did this and yes i wrote it at mmmm 3.30am this moring ithink oppp

Universal Dreamer

Another poem that was originally published in Earthlove magazine but which I would like to post here on ABCtales.