(no subject)
sound siphons beating heart
five vibrant crystals
tracing outlines in the dark
hide and seek with demons
nothing breaks apart
colors in refraction
faces like a spark
the channels in your story
still more than alegory
descriptions in your tune
preaching pitches opportune
soldiered on despite the claims
so resolute ... when none's to blame
dropped above but fell below
a pocket watch in blinding snow