ContemplativeDave BontaRamificationnight gains all the branches of my body as small and intricate as any clock
ContemplativeDave BontaThe year’s midnightI become a disciple to the night to see how things are in the world of the mole never mind my heart
SadDave BontaPilgrim’s Regresshow do I continue to lose it all after night received me like a strange ear from the ground up
AnxiousDave BontaRestless nightlong awake my mind like a lapwing all a-flutter or a lighthouse coursing away and away
ContemplativeDave BontaEmotion vs. insighta red rave is good seeming to be an art to ice all pain but ink comes only from the night
ContemplativeDave BontaRootednight-colored oak lush as a suit my life in amber is greater than I am and poor beyond all I ever overcome
CheerfulDave BontaConsumer economywe eat timber because the night proposed it and the fish ate fish much to the satisfaction of Christ we eat the world being very full now of God
AngryDave BontaShipping newsall the news now should go in the same ship with our knavery and dissimulation no great fleet ships like unkissed bodies nest together at night take time to rust
DreamyDave BontaSushuptia sleeping rain my mouth still after dining and talking deer come in the night where should I be if not in my mind
AnxiousDave BontaEndarkenmentmorning comes white among great supplies of visions all seeming to save us and yet my one head being out this night is a thriving ship of the dead
AnxiousDave BontaTroll bridgefalling all night on me that bridge to morning heart childish as a troll in a paper palace a lie is as much to build with as to laugh down