L E A V E S

“Speak up child”


Words of Antiquity
Awakened & Tripping
Over Themselves


“Hand me my glasses”


Discharge The Po | Lens
Drowned Vision & Sunken Letters
Hidden Treasure


“I am a deer, oops, ameen a sheep”


The Tongue Disobeys
The Mind
So You Hope


Perhaps The Subtleties


Of Becoming
Once Again Child
Will Accompany
The Blindness of Faith
That Hath No Need of Hope
That Knows
The Leaves Will Return To The Tree

As Ships Return To Sunset At Sea