Forgetting was nevermy favourite pastimebut nowlike tissue wipingaway the facethe…
Love running down my legLove like a dull blue skyOh, how I wish to endand resurrect youAgitate the…
Myth hung out in your closetwaiting for the chaos to fillthe wound hidden in your stubblethe half-black eyes…
The burdenswe carry,the demons we battle,those memories that haunt
to sitbeneath a treeyou carved your name into a century beforeand think,how wonderful it would be -to rootand standfor a hundred yearsin…
The breastcomes to a point — the nipple,the monolith,the eminenceof whose shadewe rest withinto await…