What do They say
When They speaks of the Grave
Your, monument to the slave
Ghosts they leap and play
As Moon she displays
Etching
Yet,
But not this; Eyes did not betray
From a doll and its porcelain skin
Soft and warm gainst the mound
Espirited by a word commune K
Through cards, which laid
In a cross; four points They regarded
A bound wed, I had sped
To wrap About, as prey
In what We did conceive
As Act, We exclaimed:
MURDER
For a heart did flutter
As it lay bared in the gutter
Ha, Me thinks
There may have been more
Had but with words,
He was I and implored
An arrangement at the Door
There was Death that night (Stroked Out)
There was a dance
And as our mouths did meet
The murder complete
The last scent was of Saffron
Water, water, water
Lies dive in that gutter
Hand is a whore!
Mind, can explore
Beyond the depths of Their
Treason!
That: THING reason
Deeper down the hole we go!
In a land that lays
Far yond the seasons
In a castle there carved
Thick, Golden and Leaven
Where she rest…
Dressed in a rose as a dress
Virus They, draws her quick
Where I to partake of a kiss
And snag her with a serpent there
Be stabbed in her dismay
Even though she is nothing but Mind
That Blood floods All
In that: Time
O! my, O! my
Uni Verse
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