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