Mood

A Huge Plume of Ash Rose From a Volcano

Flying Between the Clusters of Trees Without Buoyoant, Floating Wing Beats

He Was Beginning to Despair of Ever Knowing

Like Sleepwalkers Ghosting Through a Dreamscape

Lions In the Supermarket Don‘t Sound Like Humans

Misty Fog Covering the Side Window

That Appeal Has Been Put Into Suspense By Reason

He Or She Will Then Drill Into the Pulp to Reach the Root Canal

Into Your Brain - A News Report Said the Line Carried 13,000 Volts of Electricity

No Forms to Fill Out, No Instant Check, No Waiting Period

The Film is About a Clown Who Leaves His Circus and Lives In a Building Near the Railway Station

She Wanted Her to Grow Up in a Nice House With a Backyard, So She Could Play

The Drawings Were Rearranged, As if By Magic

He Didn‘t Seem the Kind of Guy Who Would Just Get Talking to a Stranger

Pigeons Dancing on the Roof

When They Returned Home After Midnight

I Wanted to Hold Her Close and Whisper in Her Ear That She‘d Be Fine

Good Bye My Love