spilling to heartbeat drumming,
and in such jaded moisture
I feel my rapture humming.
I wake — where are those tears
that fended a repining chain of mourning?
My eyes seek in the heavens
I hear their angels calling.
... Sinlessness in my bloodstream
outnumbered venom pouring!
Your baleful words now chant their final anthem!
My goodness baby bawling!
I drink the cinder we once swam upon
And burn it under rays of radiant morning.
Addah Monoceros.
