sweetened by the smell of decay my dreams are
i hold you close to my breast so thou erfahre:
no living life there is nor ever meant to be.
i still cannot believe it could so proudly be we.
swing to another heart! i kissed the mirror and
was nothing there. i broke out. my bildnis seemed to end.
i scratched the mirror, i jumped through -
and bleeding now, i still sway off you…
thy rhymed flesh is not for me to call about and yonder.
thyne quenching lips are by a sudden pain being torn asunder.
i see you suffering and praying to my image on the wall -
so be it! and my blood is off to a much more distant call…
(7 февраля 2002, 16:01)
Farewell to the lake
© Copyright: Alhora, 2002
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