Hoots mon! It's a braw, bricht, moonlicht nicht

It certainly would be nice if I could get these cataracts removed.

Lunam Impiarum Animarum

Storm ridden skies, beat

Upon the midnight lantern

Till days turn blood red

A Tree Dies in Sacramento

When a tree falls in this city, does anyone care about its screams?

Homeless Squirrels

Stretched across the roadway, this life, shed too easily; anything helps,
but thoughts and prayers.

Web of Reality

A mind for eight legs

A body for making eggs

A desire for more

Smells Like …

A flower by any other name would taste like ketchup and mustard.

AUGOCHLOROPSIS METALLICA

I saved this flower for you, that one day you will save the world for me.

Raspberry Vodka

I pray each day that I shed you easily, like snake skin pajamas.