the path is tangled
the path is tangled
no one watches but the moon
some of us are lost
Home
to be enfolded
to be enfolded
wrapped up in a tight hug
fig newtons and scotch
negative patterns
negative patterns
a cage of my own design
sunlight breaks on through
the answer is there
the answer is there
waiting for recognition
what was the question
is it contagious
is it contagious
that dread disease happiness
dance in the sunlight
recognize that voice
recognize that voice
the one that is not your friend
dance in the starlight
where goes attention
where goes attention
drifting in the frivolous
sleep is desired
look into my soul
look into my soul
homo universalis
this is what i am
some circumspection
some circumspection
to see into what comes next
on the edge of chance
the whispering flame
the whispering flame
in the confines of dancing
see a gentle roar