Eyes opened to the sight of doors that shut
Bolted— in rejection of beggars on the other side
A sigh escaped the desperate demeanour
To approach the gates of a distant light burning in the darkness of the hole inside
...
I look from an earthly seat and watch trees bend and break
To see a smile; a smirk escape the lips of a crescent moon
That grins with sarcasm and pride
So then—
...
A black polka dotted couch
In a red room;
And white stripes paint the walls
From your eyelids to mine
...