Taste the liquid crystal sky
The sweetness of the night...

Take the long silver dagger
Lay me on the ground...

When i am dying, place a clock on my chest
so the sounds may echo the beats from my breast...

The rhythm
the rhythm...

The heavy sheets of saddened rain collapsed
And stinging, tearing, fell upon my head...

The black ragged wolf
still sings to the crying moon...

As you take my life in your fingers
Tear into tiny strips...

At the top of the field is where my heart lies
Where the long grass frames the shallow skies...

(Read the first four lines of each stanza in a...
What is this whirled world...

The sharp blue of the nighttime smells icy
The rising, falling drone of waves of metal of...

("there was a time in the mists of the...
There was a time, in the mists of the past...

In the fields of lavender
a woman lies...