Visions mostly...

Obsession
No letters - check
No pictures - check
Prayers - check
Box - check
Mystery Solved - check
Don't need a letter - check
he has the picture - check
All good - check
Hats, Gloves, Shoes - check
Found - check
Found - check

Follow
Oceans fill
with the prune
of fingers
golden orange
shriek over palm
tender night
rolling carpet
onto floor
swim into
a be led

Four
Morning
up with the dawn
the shuffle
of nails
on tile
please stay asleep
don't wake up
just yet
Cold blackness
pours
another cup
as the cold
rushes inside
never stopping
only starting
with mixed
eyes

Trap
silver beats
pure and true
from the end
of a pistol
it lays
against the ground
curled into
a ball
injured from
the shot
down the lights
lock the doors
there are more
outside
lying in wait
in the blue
woods.

Image
cannot sleep
I see it
every time
I close
my eyes
fire under
my veins
I see it move

Razor
Cut.
The first word learned
do not forget
the sharp prick
of metal
to turn
wild.

Amongst the dread
Tender Tower
steam through
the sides
of caution
pour devoted milk
deep into
the wells
of life
from grapes
of purity
to the honest
snow
falling above
a faint breeze
a crushed feather
and more legends
to come