Rust leaves cling, stubborn frames of treesoutline waves of bluemountains in my viewas my mind stretchesdown a long corridor…
In light thereIs sightWhen one seesHate leavesWhen searchers findLike heartsWanderers will…
Who Sees who when needing to..Harry watches Holly dancing andHolly has an eye on anotherBoth saying “See me See me” in their…
The Good Citizen stood quietly in line to buy his ticket. He entered the theater and sat in his allotted…