change had been so gradual my eyes had let it pass. ~ creepingelm

siskiyou ~ twigs and stones

in those dreams live all earth's dangers and her hopes. ~ creepingelm

i hear music as a photographer clicked

dreaming wide~eyed visions as i stare into the grey ~ CreepingElm

day after day i'd seen myself reflected in the glass unnoticed ~ creepingelm

never an answer, but an echo came ~ creepingelm