Crawling across the cement then
spindling from a web of...

There I laid my weatherbeaten horse to rest
on a desert by the sea of final turnings...

A stuffy bar with women strewn
across the stools...

The pendulum strikes!
He asks for more time, but...

She is calm and quiet,
filled with softly beating hearts...

Swinging from a deadwood branch
with crosses planted in...

The beak of winter is
filled with snowy residue...

Nocturnal like his furry friends,
Batman rises around dusk and as stars...

I wrapped you neatly up in a
cellophane coat...

She stands beneath a mistletoe
out in the snow...

There's something aged and
ancient about you...

My heart is a black hole in space, sucking
the bones of love dry...