My heart
broke the moment...
a good rummage through
worn trouser pockets put him...
Why do my lady's lips glisten with blood?
Just yesterday we kissed like lovers do...
writing a rondeau
was like applying cool salve...
Whirring, turning
The blur of cold steel...
Language for me is
only a dream, a distant...
Red Death (Waltz Wave)
Red...
Fog -
horns hum...
Echoes of bravery roar with laughter
Dusk swathe this, a paralysed master...
...
Muted bright was snuffed that night
Under the sightless sky...
"":.:""
"''II""...