Comments about Milo Verdon
Below me, the tide is washing them away
Below me, the waves are swaying their manes
Below me, the children play in their territory
Above me, the sky, broken by candy floss clouds
Below me, my distraught mother, crying in a corner
Below me, my weeping father, saddened and alone
Below me, my family, in pieces and helplessly hysterical
Above me, the glowing, calling my name
Below me, boats circle the scene of disruption.
Below me, the people search for the rotting corpse.
Below me, they are giving up all hope
Above me, I see the light of ...