The Ripple In The Clouds

The hardest thing to do when you go back underwater, is talk about what the sky was like.

The World Falls Away From Itself

If you promise that you'll save the world, people will believe you. And when you don't, people will forget what you promised.

The Language Breaks

You've got such beautiful words but none I can eat, none which block the rain, none which bandage my wounds, none which build a home.

Nothing beautiful, which did not work, ever became anything more than pretty.

The Wind Blew The Light Away

The world didn't end in fire. It just blew away in the rain. And who can say anything at all.

Maybe, if you are anywhere at all, you can say to someone in Italy, Indiana or the Philippines, "Don't worry, we are on our way."

I will say "Just for now, it's ok to believe in ghosts."