Came loud like
floating inmates
in Death-gowns

now
I just wander
everywhere on a
glitter
braile stone
blind & blue



dyeing all the white
crows golden & wither ..



I can not
unremember
that it was right here

x

where ....you died ...
lich bells
inside my fingers tingled
when you stopped your breath



how...I hate what
I have become

I do not love
cliches.+++
but..... I felt angels
blowing .... burning
+hurting+
and on that day all
the flowers
were scentless
lint.white.lights
shook
the sky unblest ..

bringers
of holy .
they passed
and you were done ...............
turning your eyes
to the stars
and not the sun
for always my pillow
smells of your sleep
unchanging light
calming
candles

lighter
haunters
 like touched
blessing lilys






no
love
left +
for other things
oh god how I try
.
.
.
.
.
.
.


distraught
and dreaming
dimmed
and
dropping
cradled
deeply
tears
of dizzy

unoticed
silver
tissue
clinging
 tinging


like wine
bottle
tree chimes
 
& dissolving
doves
chanting



hold
my
hand
hold my hand
dont let go


do.not.let .
me go



sometimes
I hold my own
hand when I sleep


+forgetful
memory.

I am
fond of
wordless
songs+






I disappointed
him.