A long time
The thunder rolls
And lightning strikes
My eyes
...
A familiar scene
concrete turned green
muddy slippery pathway
residue of winter floods
...
What is beautiful?
You and I
are beautiful
Life is beautiful
...
let me snitch on my heart
I have nowhere to go
you are all that I know.
Bejeweled.
...
Should they devastate my flesh
let no agony furrow my brow
Should my life's-blood drip dry
like a lamb to slaughter
...
My Visionary
Hey Chevargo where are you now?
I hope at the black stone
...
White Crocodile
I strolled passed
The great stone
...
The rats are enormous
In this side of town
No need to worry
...