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...

Charred flesh doesn't sting the way I'd imagined
But when shivers cross my spine...

I have tugged my heart from my chest.
It does not leave willingly...

The rainbow won't remember two blind searching...
Who grasped at prisms, thinking they'd be golden...

The truth here tastes of iron
Death rolls from its tongues...