Black & white landscapes Sweet child in time You’ll see the line Steal the warm wind, tired friend Wait for the ricochet For the hours should they pass So let’s climb up through that button hole It’s a love that had no past In the glare of a light grained line And said come on eat … Come through this storm As I scan this wasted land White Flowers, Black Background Rural darkness Mighty Roots Handeloh Tree, early 2016 Tree, Sun, Snow Rural Road In the sun “In between” 3/3 “In between” 2/3 “In between” 1/3 Yes the picture’s changing, every moment The entity I wrestle to the ground He does the best with me he can