ice
in my soul.
buried
under snow
silence
flowers
night
clear
without end
dying
moon
tells you
everything
you need
to know now
blade
blade
against flesh
of melody
melody
of moon
once fertilized fields
now
it gives light
to the bodies
scattered
from one
tree to
another tree
roots visible
wrapped with arms
severed at shoulder
send soldiers
with spades
to flatten
soil & skin
death's dance
labor
too tired
to tell
how heart
went
grotesque grandeur
of small
men
body
shoe
lace(s)
noose
of wheel
within
wheel axes
bent beyond
transport
to tell
old town
how it had
fallen
bricks
being
totem
talisman
for ongoing
going on
go further
final
dark stars
concealed in corner
of cellar
return
return again
to build
or to bury
or to forget
walls washed
in flesh
words
consume words
i will be
crude
tell you time
stopped then
has not
moved minute
since
silence
stalks
you
down
stairs
stalks
without sight
eyeless
perfectly
precise
beloved
I sing
to you:
under red sheets
words
another means
to weep
trace
silence in darkness
beloved
by the
bodies
by the
bodies
frozen
flesh
waves of storm
will not part
bodies
will not balance
I tremble
tremble
weeds
worms
bodies
become less
than ice
we will be
each other's grave
where life
hidden
bite
stone
breathe
death beloved
sing
sing to me
sing
how we were
sing
how we were
separated
breathe me
see sea
breathe
haunted
bird
breathe
blade
breathe
beads
& string
hang
hang
hang
from
high
beam
beam
completely covered
in crows
dead
&
living
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