A cavernous emotion...

Breaking skin
And revealing...

Driving up to another crossroads.
Always choices to be made, left ones...

Sitting on the loo...

...

o o o o o o
lady zephyr flew...

the entrails of night
slithered back to their womb, so...

Each morning she awoke
Wanting this day, another day...

Eons of subtle
Variations...

Hairy wolves and witches gurn
Along the streets tonight, so...

I hear his poor heart break as blackbird sings,
As I read ev'ry line of crimson ink...

.
how...