cloud remnants from the rainstormform curds in bluish grays and off whitesI step through wet grass nimble footedclothes enlightened as part of the sunseton this quest to findtoday’s endand offer my hand to a friend departed.

Away away the green dragon fell and yet refused the dreamers knell for deep in solitude once dreary sparks ignite away away at last from the eyes of socialites away away wind blown worm seems the vigil and the...