The sun will come out tomorrow
Bizzaro //A real hard act to follow
they pour like liquid valentines
Villains
Some get lost going home
Most get moist-in a moan
Document the sweetness
Sorrow - gets set on fire
Ember- doused; a funeral
Empire. Reeds on the bank
A foggy morning riverside

Promenade in the rain
Reminding my ears
We are still alive