AnxiousMarianne BaskinBlack OutRoaring sound ticks thru the clock loud thunder cloud under- neath the bed my head roars rain pours buzz buzz drops hum woman sets things right time by clocks locks the hours tight-
DreamyMarianne BaskinIn RememberanceTime's wings have turned into scattered feathers letters forgotten unwritten the grass now green with rain drops this year's flowers against the window.sight changed eyes