Enjoying a cigarette In an alley Shabby and wet You green coat is stained By the dust of dry walls
I can see you on the opposite pier Dressed in your shamrock green coat The ferry has completed over half of its journey You are glowing bright on this dull autumn day
Cinema Silence Love
Deserted Station Warm Night Passing Train
Illuminated Freight Trains
Sidewalks Mirrors Exaggerate Numbers
Her illustrations tell a story Which is hard to understand
Perfection does not command a price
She is an unfinished canvas Which I will not share
He created me out Of a sheets of paper So that I might Fly high with the wind birds
