in darkened room those verses that flower
are crooked the air arms we’re in
and weeping through split our winter
that happened since you cured this to me
distinguished animal of stone tease freak
i'd almost say now lovely the moons between
her legs remembered colours ache on serious
and pale is harder any pain drive away all about
gouge and being flesh the snowscape there the other
who used to such relief best of world lives i’m
in an old passion half-forgotten things this table
these chairs possibly smile sleep into the eyes
is better is better