Super G: black flowers blossom
Super G: a girl and her pony
Super G: one
Super G: I took a walk through your mind and I lingered there
Super G: the combativeness of phrenology
Super G: ingnored futility fills the air
Super G: his crooked mouth is full of dead leaves
Super G: little man
Super G: interstitial darkness
Super G: marigolds, red suspenders and yellow striped socks
Super G: remember
Super G: you painted flowers on it
Super G: out of time
Super G: cuatro
Super G: your painted smile hides you still
Super G: alive
Super G: it's always been like that, we can walk amongst them, but we can never bring them home to meet the family
Super G: you're the one rose that's left in my heart
Super G: under slate grey Victorian sky
Super G: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little
Super G: a rose on its ladder of thorns
Super G: a thousand dreams surround her
Super G: the bachelor and the bride
Super G: reflective smile
Super G: percussive gaze
Super G: do you want to come back to my place and have mojitos?
Super G: dia de los muertos
Super G: there's a lurker making rounds
Super G: in and out of the crowd like a glance
Super G: dia de los muertos