I am hungry, so hum me melodies
Sing me seashells and 
Write me in as a rebel.
I am hungry, so feed me infinities
Author autumns and
Ink in cottonwood trees.
Goodness knows we don’t have enough
Oxygen to breathe.
Genie lamps
Wasted stamps
And a bottled blue moon
River running
Spirit coming
Coming soon
Coming soon.
I am starving, so bring me to starlings
Make me moonbeams
Before the sun leaves
Moth wings haunt me so don’t let light taunt me
Let me run and
Level jump and
Cartwheel above the earth without turning upside down
Let warmth wipe away my frown.
Piano hands
Come to dance
In a sunset-gold sky.
Pirouetting 
Treasure betting
I will win
I will fly.