veiled by tradition,a diaphanous cagecircumscribingfinite paletteof emotionspermittedto be seen, heard — a symbol of submission
when light transmutes to shadow,when shadows speak in tongueswhen tongues murmur softlywhen soft voices simulate piercing screamswhen…
Will drags straining footsteps onwards,glancing buffets of thought divertsplit-second, the leash snaps tight,i ricochet back to a Time, to a…
in the throes of hormonal fury,i heard your voice resonating,joining mine in a harmonyfit to fill every dark space in the universe,