stilled as this room br deadened with the constant br loop of season br intended madness to venture br like days chasing the br never ending nights br br Now, after the long br silent winter, br outside the window affirming life br is the coyote`s faint cry, br br A body folded br in the bed of grass br in hurry to be green br as the growing child within br taming the beast in dreamsbr br Alice Cuencabr br