coffin-flat field in ohio      slowly grows a crow

can faces i've never seen before        hear the rain inside my dreams

can you imagine the storm within my boat that exhausted every wind

to guide the light that is light        was life

leaf falls to find the moon :: mind

the only forest we never felled        living within my leaf

a fly on my wall all winter

why hasn't dawn flown away like a crow

when eyes are closed        can moonlight flood the cave

what was once stripped leafless        dark beside my bed

turn the shadows over until your first snow falls out

to search each day for sun is my asylum

watching leaves fall into clouds :: i could almost live again

to find out how much moon i have :: it snows

a silent drum :: a darkened lamp :: more starlight than i can use