-sun-soaked blue, tomatoes growing beneath

-the chrysanthemums made me forget what I had smellt...rain fell gently on my dreams of her,
"Where's your umbrella?" she said

-trees are stick bugs, crawling in the grass.

-Alone in bed, with the girl, he mistook the ceiling for the cosmos, almost asleep.
"Am I crushing you?" she asked

-At 2am I saw you walking, with the legs of a broken bird-your smile relentless. I think you had a lot on your mind.

-As the fly frew from my arm, I awoke, hairs standing on end and my eyes blinded by the sun.

-"full moon"
empty grass field, obscured by a black rock

-"skin"
olive, dark as a plum in the snow, without the snow.

-Her eyes are stones underwater
and snapped across the room her words
"I'm leaving, you can visit me"
It was nothing.

-Your words are the sweetest silence,
tonight with the frogs dreaming of you.

-tearing the wet paper from your skin, you tried to forget me. I laughed, choking on my words. And now I hate rainy days(It was dusk then too)

-"blue-glass bottle"
holding a bottle of water in the rain, and your hand in mine.

-"pygmalion"
Making ceramics outside the cabin, everything spun apart. You, covered in clay half smiling half flying. Until the rain came and you couldn't even move.

-"fire"
Your arms goosebumped and you still won't let me warm you up. All the walls are too dark, the only white is the snow outside under the moonlight.

-Chisled jaw under your sun hat and struck against the pavement you tripped laughed till you were pale in the face And I fell all over you. Now the streets are silent, mid night and a cold wind blankets us in bed (your legs spread eagle). I wish I had stopped and said hello, I never saw you again.

-tiny white flowers pressed against my ear as I sleep. All i see, are tiny white flowers.