There is no warning rattle at the… nor heavy feet to stomp the foyer… Safe in the dark prison, I know t… light slides over the fingered work of a toothless

A last love, proper in conclusion, should snip the wings forbidding further flight. But I, now,

When love is a shimmering curtain Before a door of chance That leads to a world in question Wherein the macabrous dance Of bones that rattle in silence

Pretty women wonder where my secre… I’m not cute or built to suit a fa… But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say,

I keep on drying again. Veins collapse, opening like the Small fists of sleeping Children. Memory of old tombs,

We, this people, on a small and lo… Traveling through casual space Past aloof stars, across the way o… To a destination where all signs t… It is possible and imperative that…

You drink a bitter draught. I sip the tears your eyes fight to… A cup of lees, of henbane steeped… Your breast is hot, Your anger black and cold,

The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.

There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles that I employ to win

Funky blues Keen toed shoes High water pants Saddy night dance Red soda water

A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since depart… Marked the mastodon, The dinosaur, who left dried token… Of their sojourn here

The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast And folks is smoking anything that… Some people wrap their lies around… And you sit wondering

Your smile, delicate rumor of peace. Deafening revolutions nestle in th… cleavage of your breasts