I’m coming into my own I’m coming home once lost at sea marooned by the desert in me grains of sand pouring from my eyes shards of glass...

rub the slumber from your eyes it’s ok to cry it’s ok to fall it’s ok to go 5 steps backward there’s a lot to learn from what’s died it’s...

nude lady your blue fading morphing shedding snake-like serpentine mind nine lives unwinding serpentine eyes blind but all-seeing...