riddles in reams
drawn in lost ink
immersed mentality
faded geis dreams


never knew the cripple
'til the cripple was my own
where all the winds of wisdom
were the gallows of my home


hem the lace and 
stitch the shackle
no words encircle 
your thigh as neat

the nescient fool 
missing the harlot
that only found her 
amour bittersweet

the stitch suspends 
the hand on mine

behind the facade 
the forbidden plateau
cold winter winds keep 
us lost in the snow

spurn the surrender 
and spite the reflection
delirium delving the 
pointless direction


never knew the reverie
'til the silence was my own
where all words are useless
in the shallows of my bones


riddles in dreams
forlorn in fine fingers
blank verse mentality
jaded spasm gleams