Death of his Muse




leaf life reacher
holding lilac sky
pink gold mesh
streaming cerulian light
shadows creep along
the street line

clear cold congeals
rolling into fog
belly breath burns
chilled breasts moan
possessed wind dances
tossing around her
thick honey eyes

Dog-moon counters
whistling low
fire fly stars
wake to the sound
cobalt fingers strain
stealing rebellious rays

dull grey slate 
reflects his eyes
tangled in gossamer
white fingers harden
frozen moon's light
rips through his
shallow black creek

smudged blue black
meets in the middle
decaying day
thriving night
whispering her love
he looked away
towards the dark
SAJ-9/02
wots it about? the ending of one of the most important friendships i've ever had. the death of his muse and the loss of his bf. (and vice versa)