Dig Dig
Dig
down
Expose
the tunnel
Dive Dive
Dive
In
to the sea
Swim Swim
Swim
Seek
Beyond the
dream

A rocking chair in front
of the window.

Golden grapes, green apples
and a freckled banana in the
wooden tray.

I think that you are mocking me
but Hey does it matter?

Turn me upside down
mop the floor with my hair.

A crooked mirror
hanging' on the wall

A reflection of silver bells
in motion . . .

Golden grapes, green apples
and a freckled banana in the
wooden tray.

Dancing sheer curtains . . .

frost on the window . . .

A handprint.

Cold is the wind
But my breath
is
still
warm

Broken silence
A heartbeat