Grimbeau

Ate and was

on my own

faraway

lackaday

blownaway

Comfy Love?

Big thing asks

me questions – why?

Windshine

Shush-hours

Perfection!

Quote…Unquote follows

So do I?

Yes, I am cold.

How did you guess?

So, to bed after

food and fumigation.

The heavens

piss stones.

An internet crashes.

I get up

A head of steam

radio