Smoking ShadowDreaming I dreamt a silhouette In his fingers a cigarette Smoke drifting, swirling off ahead Sighing with smoke the skin he shedSmoking Shadow
Drifting off on regrets and fears Shadow-eyes tight, he shed his tears He hushed himself but still he bled Sighing with smoke the skin he shed
Inhaling smoke in his last breath I dream at night, he dreams at death Living the while that lies ahead Sighing with smoke the skin he shed
Dreaming I dreamt a silhouette Sighing with smoke the skin he shed
SidewaysAnd you sang standing sideways, crossing your eyes People-peeping, you pointed past the two paths Where the willows weep and widows keep awaySideways
There the trees talk, telling terrible tales Bellowing out boasts before their brothers Listening less for lest living is not best
Didn’t you die despite their decaying words? Having viciously veered into the living Never knowing how with nothing to know now
Forging together our old flights of fancy I caressed your cadaver in keeping you Hung high along the thoroughfare… sideways
Blacked
Sultry
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