Everlasting, the snow is
As the dry crystals
gently twirl and float to the ground
...
The star wouldn't shine,
no matter how much he asked it to
The night sky was an ocean of black,
...
I set out on my journey across our nation
I set myself in the dusty old saloons of Oklahoma,
and drank with the ghosts of cowboys
...
I see the winged archer Aximander of pale marble,
Wings fluttering like a bee, the humming of wings dipped in honey,
With the rage of a god on the battlefield, winged and immortal
...
Thoughts were churning deep inside of him
Dark undercurrents were rushing,
like an unseen river
...
He stood there,
viewing life through his frosted window pane
The world passed him by
...
Being with her is like
A blustery wind,
gently blowing snowflakes,
...
</>Springtime rolls across the land like an ocean
Sanguine red strawberries drip sweetness
I bite into them and drink their sugary, sticky, sweet red blood
...
</>The summer fades like sunsets
But I still have memories of you at the beach
The royal sun-god burned the images into my mind and memory
...