My enemies have left Their cruelty means nothing to me But a reflection in clouds of dust Disliking its own image The eye cannot see The figure permanently changed I patiently arrange my frustrations Flames obeyed
Terrors running away The black hour A sharp taste in the mouth Never allows love to enter
Where hatred dwells I find a girl gone mad Awakening to spit & stare At the old years that run
Narrowly escaping the limping ghost In a thousand doorways
Part II
A mad queen is born Eye-lids closed Turning to fire Burning up fear The broken life Gathers round like witnesses Faces whisper behind my own "We cannot leave it here!"
Rumors of a sick town
Spitting out blood and stone The city is alive with tumors Hearts half-dead rising
Fly like dead birds in a dream We whip like wild beasts Unforeseen happenings
To anoint ourselves with
On this day of waiting Point to the star that guides us on Thoughts are suicide-notes by daytime I dream at night learning its ways Bringing back nothing But holes in my suitcase Empty! Still saying good-bye
Home is long-ago Go on your way Shoulders hunched in uncertainty I can no longer sleep Shall I unlock every door? Bitching in a double-bed For a taste of beauty In a preserved city
Doors open to all who can see Its antiseptic dreams
Part III
Solitude like an old woman
Shivers with sleep Under a granite tomb Counting the years One can never kill Will you finally die with grief Flowers fraught with wounds? Life is plotting against me The knife holds no blood but mine
Part IV
The sky of survival Shaped of shadows A perplexing vision Strangely considerate Pulls the trigger On the skull of dreams
The troops are coming Leaving behind cemeteries Thousands are killed in a day For taking what isn't theirs Only death surrenders to peace Waking up the day from dreaming
Part V
The Father of Heaven Feasts on my breath Glancing at me In praise of simple prophecy No one will give up Their sleep for you Tell someone else of your dreams
If you keep them you'll never be free Cup them in ashes and silence So you don't weigh us down What comes unexpectedly Stands waiting struck dumb Beyond spoken words Mouthing to the sky