Pete Phythian:
The hour of the pile-up
Pete Phythian:
passenger side, scissored short
Pete Phythian:
A low, dull, quick sound
Pete Phythian:
It reaches inside, and nips
Pete Phythian:
The Godhead resides
Pete Phythian:
The composite city
Pete Phythian:
Sitting with our tails curled
Pete Phythian:
Nothing was ever in tune
Pete Phythian:
More than enough
Pete Phythian:
Living, breathing something
Pete Phythian:
Like a hollow log, a drum
Pete Phythian:
Inert or burning
Pete Phythian:
Bandages
Pete Phythian:
XXXY
Pete Phythian:
diner
Pete Phythian:
god of sleep
Pete Phythian:
Seven Sisters
Pete Phythian:
a tower, a tribute
Pete Phythian:
I'm warning you Frankie
Pete Phythian:
A bitter wind blew
Pete Phythian:
Devil on a leash
Pete Phythian:
Big Teeth
Pete Phythian:
Enchantment Under the Sea
Pete Phythian:
Bitey Bitey Kittycat
Pete Phythian:
skullwings
Pete Phythian:
cat fingers
Pete Phythian:
Zoo babies
Pete Phythian:
Stack of Critters
Pete Phythian:
Beetles, tentacles & raindrops
Pete Phythian:
Pesky Kids
