In these faded halls
I am the past, stalking the...

You should have seen the way she went,
A blinding flash and now...

Sat in the bedroom, incense clouds billowing,
The table neatly breaking under a thousand pairs...

In every old lover I recognise
My face, my grace courting and haunting still...

Hiding within a joke, never
Holding the audacity to...

I'm in the company of one,
Again and for tomorrow as well...

Today I
Reduced myself...

Shrieking, a banshee twitching
And foam is forming in her mouth...

I have eaten Shakespeare,
Torn him limb from limb...

Bottled amnesia slips gently down,
Bitter but soothing the wounds...

I never go outside for fear
Of puddles and polished waterfalls...

Pallid sky hangs by a thread,
Bleached, with pink smudges...