Your fingers wander up my spine
Piercing through hazy nightmares...

Climb from your dark cave
Where cramped corners force...

Fear has slithered into my bones
I am nothing but a rotten corpse...

I started my destruction
So early and so well...

The angels found me yesterday
And the wind carried their voices...

I'm quite afraid that I have failed
There's nothing in the drinking pail...

The night bathes the forest in red
And the leaves gnaw at tired old bones...

Nereus, man of the sea
count the crystals on my breath...

Ghost, dear
Come to haunt me...

Honesty is vulnerable
To be open to those eyes...

Words slither from your tongue
and down my throat...

Feel autumn's breath on your lips
Fading, gasping, something to say...