the undersea life
into which stirs fall
and the blurring rots

miracles in store
on the empty shelves
you don't pick sev'ral

hungry as a rune
neither turquoise nor
Orangina feel

the murmurous draw
of undersea life
of cold swaying Wyrd



Angel Sword.


Eva Cassidy doing "Wade in the Water" + photos of striped icebergs. (Where's Judy Henske's?? I mean, i can even find one by Herb Alpert... i guess this will have to do.)


The Guest.