havana.rama:
A certain kind of sanctum.
havana.rama:
Sagging bones.
havana.rama:
A lonely traveler.
havana.rama:
That one guy.
havana.rama:
The overflow.
havana.rama:
Wishing wells are dead.
havana.rama:
Hip-hop-opotamus.
havana.rama:
Her ever expanding kingdom.
havana.rama:
Two-faced.
havana.rama:
Half jack.
havana.rama:
Ceramic garden.
havana.rama:
The part of me we don't talk about.
havana.rama:
I called to the curtains and they only said red.
havana.rama:
Rose colored moments.
havana.rama:
But the children had gone.
havana.rama:
The trees knew the way when I did not.
havana.rama:
I am the vegetation.
havana.rama:
They grow in the darkness.
havana.rama:
The glow that followed me home.
havana.rama:
Nymphs.
havana.rama:
What is unclear.
havana.rama:
When the heat breaks the body.
havana.rama:
Waiting for the fish to take me down with them.
havana.rama:
Definition.
havana.rama:
Home.
havana.rama:
The gate to an endless wait.
havana.rama:
The dreary sea and her sharp companions.
havana.rama:
The wrecking crew.
havana.rama:
Elevators.
havana.rama:
The web.
