berserkerpoetry:
MILK and HONEY
berserkerpoetry:
the hills have wills of their own
berserkerpoetry:
The ocean invades my dreams.
berserkerpoetry:
whose shoulders I'm standing on
berserkerpoetry:
A Day in the Death
berserkerpoetry:
long roads, short visits
berserkerpoetry:
the private life of dereliction
berserkerpoetry:
One Cloud at a Time
berserkerpoetry:
Sunny Day Storm
berserkerpoetry:
Backwater Munitions
berserkerpoetry:
That I Am Living
berserkerpoetry:
the cure for boredom
berserkerpoetry:
The Stream Runs Dry
berserkerpoetry:
Fast to the Notion
berserkerpoetry:
Daffodils for the Dying
berserkerpoetry:
brokedown in bloomington
berserkerpoetry:
living in the name of
berserkerpoetry:
The Acid House
berserkerpoetry:
dreams made flesh
berserkerpoetry:
intruder in the dust
berserkerpoetry:
I wish the wars were all over.
berserkerpoetry:
Starting Out Wrong
berserkerpoetry:
Hibernate a Dream
berserkerpoetry:
so many of us are still
berserkerpoetry:
why haven't you grown?
berserkerpoetry:
Old Rugged Double-Cross
berserkerpoetry:
a world that makes its own light
berserkerpoetry:
broken branches and tree bones
berserkerpoetry:
the woods between the worlds
berserkerpoetry:
the muscles of rivers
