We were entwined in red rings Of blood and loneliness before The first snows fell Before muddy rivers seeded clouds Above a virgin forest, and

She came home running back to the mothering blackness deep in the smothering blackness white tears icicle gold plains of… She came home running

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

Your skin like dawn Mine like musk One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a

Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleev… to peer into my eyes while I within deny their threats and answer them with lies. Mushlike memories perform

Tears The crystal rags Viscous tatters Of a worn-through soul Moans

Beloveds, now we know that we know… Without notice, our dear love can… In the instant that Michael is go… Though we are many, each of us is… Only when we confess our confusion…

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,

Shadows on the wall Noises down the hall Life doesn’t frighten me at all Bad dogs barking loud Big ghosts in a cloud

I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry

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

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

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing

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