nick.heilenman.:
only a shadow
nick.heilenman.:
scattered applause
nick.heilenman.:
free from it all
nick.heilenman.:
home... sort of
nick.heilenman.:
i used to think that it wasn't enough
nick.heilenman.:
i feared the feeling wasn't fleeting
nick.heilenman.:
shards of violet glass
nick.heilenman.:
once, long ago
nick.heilenman.:
my human skin is fading
nick.heilenman.:
the turbulent old days
nick.heilenman.:
we were tired of being mild
nick.heilenman.:
hanging limply from a twig
nick.heilenman.:
it was real and that's all that mattered. (black and white film)
nick.heilenman.:
look out, look out (black and white film)
nick.heilenman.:
the heart is a fenceless backyard, tangled and vast
nick.heilenman.:
this is where i sleep at night
nick.heilenman.:
a pretty pair of blue eyed birds
nick.heilenman.:
backward glance