AnxiousDave BontaMonologicalthe night and I had excellent discourse but the gun had a bullet to point with and guns talk of other things able to undance the evening out
SadDave BontaNightfallwalking in the desert I turn thin night comes as a horse as a cross as the day’s black dress
AnxiousDave BontaGhostedthe bridge out we stayed a cold night our way a vein of spirits and apparitions stories old as fear am I not asleep
AngryDave BontaTypes of warlone stone war state fit war own pain war old ore war Lord Chance war heat hate war news night war
SadDave BontaBenderI would cure myself if I could face my thorn a captain drunk in his cabin over the loss of a ship a captain on shore in the woods would not sing confined to land what other night comes to be broken open
ContemplativeDave BontaCirclea coven in stone might take us for dead and we in our ownwhere might ache to be by others till night and ice and so home to my head
CheerfulDave BontaDisaster capitalistnight comes at noon when I expected business but I am made captain of the ship of loss so at least I shall get a little money by it
SadDave BontaHigh and lonesomeain’t no guest here ain’t no old lady sleep all day until you hear drums in the night
ContemplativeDave BontaManagerialnight at the office I speak low and dictate but my eyes are still and might go to bed
CheerfulDave BontaThe invention of playall our usual business at the committee for invention of play done with pleasure as a dark night that bled out
DreamyDave BontaFellow travelersmy fur is full of light and harm part dress part gossip telling the carcass’s business that idle servant of my night
ContemplativeDave BontaPre-occupiedbusy with my own air I was almost blind all day standing I walk at night in the garden