40 x 60

LISTENING CLOSELY TO EACH OTHER’S SILENCES

WAITING TO BE FORGOTTEN

SELL THE SKY

GIVEN NEVER WORN

I CAN BE A GREAT PASSENGER

TO HAVE EACH HOUR AS YOUR OWN

WORDS HAVE LOST THEIR BITE

IF I COULD SETTLE DOWN THEN I WOULD SETTLE DOWN

DEVOUR THE MOON

ALL THE POISE OF A CANNONBALL

GET YOURSELF A GOOD CAR GET OUT OF HERE

AWAY WE GO

WE WANT AS MUCH

THE KNOT IS SLIPPING

TAKE IT ALL IN STRIDE

AND SO FORTH