Trees, you stand strong through the deaths of whole generations of leaves Trees, you stand strong in summer’s roast and winter’s chill Trees, you flex buff, macho bark, and stand high and mighty as gods Trees, you gro…

World of dudes and honeys, help yourselves to whatever’s left of me now Every step is heavy, and every keystroke is fluff Now, an ache of disillusioned anguish within continues to grow I believed Authority’s hugs were…

Walking from Marion Street to the Millennium Library and back Daily routine of returning to the shelves and discovering a book Living without the experiences others can recognize and share Learning…

Leave the soul’s wrists in legislation’s handcuffs Leave the blamed-victim's life as a blood-on-canvas Ask the wrong questions; hate all the answers Leave the soul’s wrists in legislation’s handcuffs …

What do you microcosm-dwellers want now? Comfort-zones shelter you from any clear view We supplied all of the demands you made blind Go enjoy everything your fingers fine-tuned Drink every over-market…