Riptide pulls me out into the open sea. My toes dangle for a place to stand and be. . Oh starry night, come and chart a course. Or send me a boat with an anchor set.
LAURA VEIRS. Rialto. . Check out the skylark. Riding and singing alongside. Salt cool breeze coming from the West. Ships and their lawlessness. Running wild and the waves.
The sky's a raven marching band black blizzard blowing across the land. Come darling take my hand i'm whiskey poured into the sand. . Star blossoms bloom the night falling now burning fire bright.
With photographs. And magnetic tape. We capture. . Pretty animals in cages. Pretty flowers in vases. Enraptured. . And doesn? t the tree. Write great poetry?.