A tumbleweed is
A living thing.......but,
When it dies,
Breaking free of its earth ties,
...
I have a secret,
One that has only
Appeared,
Right here in Public...
...
It is the fortune of poeple
that the shadows
of our futures do not
lie heavy
...
Don't laugh at me,
You dark shadow!
Get behind me
Where you belong.
...
Did you forget me in the woods,
left with empties in a green trash can
with the screen on top?
...
When I die,
Oh, bury me, please,
'Neath the budding
Of Springtime's Weeping Willow Tree,
...
Into the deepest night flow
Sweet words of love and happiness!
I can lie very still,
With your arms around me,
...
She had a scarlet box,
In which she kept
Every single treasure
She ever owned...
...
The house beside the road,
Where people lived
And children played,
Is empty now
...
In my mind trips, I traveled
The shape of your body at least
A thousand times, until I knew
Each contour,
...