Innocence
Sunk the glow and drowned in covers,
Send for all your absent lovers things
Sheepish Wolves
Looking lived in eating buttons,
Wink, just don't put your teeth on me
Accidents
Let the evening in the backdoor,
filled the room ceiling to the floor
Beat backbones
Grazed the poem and made it strange,
I wasn't born to be a skeleton
Go on,
Grab your hat and fetch a camera
Go on, film the world before it happens
Jealous orchard
The sky is falling off the ceiling
While I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar
Bombed reverie
It's useless searching in the cupboards
When everything you have is on your back