"boo. remember me...?"
Mallory said this yesterday:
--to wound the atumnal
city
to what do i owe this joy?
some father or sister or lover far off
tumbling down the spiral
and my flank sits deep in matress
i love you!
but idle phantoms of repose attempt to take your place
in my heart
one that has survived all time!
i think, but what good does that?
i feel, and many more come
i can here them circling in the night
and charlie the angel sits up
in beastial consideration
this is a season of passage
but i don't know
which season is turning
and which is calling to me
drawing from my lips
remarks that cause laughter in his fawn-eyes
i have come--
And This another day: (Part III she said)
i am not cruel
show me
shown a precious flower
to distort and grow
can a heart be torn this way?
bleed for me
wave arfter wave
of years past
in my enclave
do you want the truth?
i doubt you know what that is
TELL ME
if you havn't already forgotten
what it's like to be uninvited
i am not cruel
but i love