We love like heaven,
Touching the
Ever changing stars
To-night will keep us
As one.
The Liquid Angel
The Music of the Spheres
Art that is Limitless.
The Incantations.
Through the Looking Glass
Close to Me
Sign in Blood?
Recoil
Mesh
Drowning
Thrown to the waves,
Just the Undertow.
nothing.
Silent.
A derelict.
unwilling martyr
For Naught
pulling,
lungs burning,
searing
tearing . . .
A million screams
and then . . .
and drowning.