- Thinking Of You
a leaf falling through the air
from the time it leaves
the branch of the tree...
- The Voices In The Night
I am the Raven con
of the world spirit
of blood and mire;
signal to the death,...
- The Truth
Tomorrows seeds pollinated
by the decay of yesterdays foil.
The leaves of Fall dropping to...
- The Song Of The Willow Tree
And I will take you down
to where the streams of
our Mother will whisper
your names and the birds...
- The Messengers Of The Net
Encrypted binary files
Plucked keyboards
Words of genus written to be left in the hierarchy
...