your light, diminishes slowly
dark shadow slips in through the cracks on the wall
then!
i see you, fall
...
i saw marry without her little lamb
strolling down the coastal line
with scars in her mind
and a gun in her hand,
...
my christmas wasn't white
yet it's certainly wet
wet, sad and red
...
dark clouds
hanging over
the damp yard
listlessly watching
...
eyes closed,
tears mingled
with the flying dust
into a ball of muddy trust
...
ears partly heard,
constant love songs
in maudlin tunes
from neighbor’s old radio
...
lips sealed,
words concealed
in the concubine’s cleavage
wet by her sweat
...