I.
verdant fingers poke
through sugar-dusted hillsides
nature dons spring thread

II.
eighteen-year old quilts
flowery detergent quilts
bed bare, without you

III.
love is dualism
the umbrella and the rain
hope and the horror

IV.
for stardust we are
unto stardust we return
soon all things shall end.

V.
my still-beating heart
torn by thorns and razor wire
never, ever, love a liar.

VI.
we swim among clouds
our planet turned upside-down
heavens full of dirt.

VII.
a whispering wind
wanders far and wide across
plains of wilted grain