an empty coffin not so empty
a beauty radiant in ruby lips
and fangs of white shine bright
a trance to awaken and to sleep
death should be an end to suffering
--
sleep restores, daylight heals
and yet what can rationality do
to prove the truth of grotesque
truly
the truth
shall
set us all
free
and in the many meetings
hope blooms like sun rays
horror haunting hamstead heath
throat closing around screams
and
truth hides within the pages
and the minds of those who
know and knew and who sing
of desire and consequences
an empty coffin not so empty
a beauty radiant in ruby lips
and fangs of white shine bright
a trance to awaken and to sleep
death should be an end to suffering
--
sleep restores, daylight heals
and yet what can rationality do
to prove the truth of grotesque
truly
the truth
shall
set us all
free
and in the many meetings
hope blooms like sun rays
horror haunting hamstead heath
throat closing around screams
and
truth hides within the pages
and the minds of those who
know and knew and who sing
of desire and consequences
i am proud as one should be
and worry as one does and
read a journal as one should
sep 24
i know not whether i could survive
should that be the truth, and yet
as much as i wish for it all to be
a bad dream of madness i knew
deep within my heart a solemn
duty yet remains to us
truly
the truth
shall
set us all
free
and in the many meetings
hope blooms like sun rays
horror haunting hamstead heath
throat closing around screams
and
truth hides within the pages
and the minds of those who
know and knew and who sing
of desire and consequences
i am proud as one should be
and worry as one does and
read a journal as one should
sep 24
i know not whether i could survive
should that be the truth, and yet
as much as i wish for it all to be
a bad dream of madness i knew
deep within my heart a solemn
duty yet remains to us
for all the joy to have
and prosperity then
the scales balance
with such loss that
cannot be spoken
and happy ever after
is still so far away -
for the shadow of a man
haunts the narrative
horror haunting hamstead heath
throat closing around screams
and
truth hides within the pages
and the minds of those who
know and knew and who sing
of desire and consequences
i am proud as one should be
and worry as one does and
read a journal as one should
sep 24
i know not whether i could survive
should that be the truth, and yet
as much as i wish for it all to be
a bad dream of madness i knew
deep within my heart a solemn
duty yet remains to us
for all the joy to have
and prosperity then
the scales balance
with such loss that
cannot be spoken
and happy ever after
is still so far away -
for the shadow of a man
haunts the narrative
violence red as the setting sun, fades
to emptiness orange as dying embers
death lays siege to hope
with a flash of canine sharp
and flapping at the window
the inevitable conclusion in gold dawn
wont you kiss me, my love?
i am proud as one should be
and worry as one does and
read a journal as one should
sep 24
i know not whether i could survive
should that be the truth, and yet
as much as i wish for it all to be
a bad dream of madness i knew
deep within my heart a solemn
duty yet remains to us
for all the joy to have
and prosperity then
the scales balance
with such loss that
cannot be spoken
and happy ever after
is still so far away -
for the shadow of a man
haunts the narrative
violence red as the setting sun, fades
to emptiness orange as dying embers
death lays siege to hope
with a flash of canine sharp
and flapping at the window
the inevitable conclusion in gold dawn
wont you kiss me, my love?
the sheer depth of loss that a day makes
or a night - one awful night
but we are here now, we will stay
and we will do our best constantly
to try and find our way to a better
ending
for all the joy to have
and prosperity then
the scales balance
with such loss that
cannot be spoken
and happy ever after
is still so far away -
for the shadow of a man
haunts the narrative
violence red as the setting sun, fades
to emptiness orange as dying embers
death lays siege to hope
with a flash of canine sharp
and flapping at the window
the inevitable conclusion in gold dawn
wont you kiss me, my love?
the sheer depth of loss that a day makes
or a night - one awful night
but we are here now, we will stay
and we will do our best constantly
to try and find our way to a better
ending
wolves at the door, never can be tamed
but the nature between us is shared
there is something to be said about
lure of freedom howled to the moon
and a master who can provide for
every need no matter how base
violence red as the setting sun, fades
to emptiness orange as dying embers
death lays siege to hope
with a flash of canine sharp
and flapping at the window
the inevitable conclusion in gold dawn
wont you kiss me, my love?
the sheer depth of loss that a day makes
or a night - one awful night
but we are here now, we will stay
and we will do our best constantly
to try and find our way to a better
ending
wolves at the door, never can be tamed
but the nature between us is shared
there is something to be said about
lure of freedom howled to the moon
and a master who can provide for
every need no matter how base
i do not fear the dark anymore
i am well, i am rejoicing and yet
there is still a flapping at the window
there is still a flapping at the window
a patient lost patience - a danger
bloody vegenance, dripping down
bloody vegenance dripping down
licked up life, lost and found
the sheer depth of loss that a day makes
or a night - one awful night
but we are here now, we will stay
and we will do our best constantly
to try and find our way to a better
ending
wolves at the door, never can be tamed
but the nature between us is shared
there is something to be said about
lure of freedom howled to the moon
and a master who can provide for
every need no matter how base
i do not fear the dark anymore
i am well, i am rejoicing and yet
there is still a flapping at the window
there is still a flapping at the window
a patient lost patience - a danger
bloody vegenance, dripping down
bloody vegenance dripping down
licked up life, lost and found
one step forward and two back
and no answer comes from the
universe, hope is fleeting fallen
like the autumn leaves red like
blood
wolves at the door, never can be tamed
but the nature between us is shared
there is something to be said about
lure of freedom howled to the moon
and a master who can provide for
every need no matter how base
i do not fear the dark anymore
i am well, i am rejoicing and yet
there is still a flapping at the window
there is still a flapping at the window
a patient lost patience - a danger
bloody vegenance, dripping down
bloody vegenance dripping down
licked up life, lost and found
one step forward and two back
and no answer comes from the
universe, hope is fleeting fallen
like the autumn leaves red like
blood
i do not understand the why and
how of the flowers and yet i trust
i trust and i try this night to find
sleep a blessing, and dreams a kindness
there is a peace to be had and held
i do not fear the dark anymore
i am well, i am rejoicing and yet
there is still a flapping at the window
there is still a flapping at the window
a patient lost patience - a danger
bloody vegenance, dripping down
bloody vegenance dripping down
licked up life, lost and found
one step forward and two back
and no answer comes from the
universe, hope is fleeting fallen
like the autumn leaves red like
blood
i do not understand the why and
how of the flowers and yet i trust
i trust and i try this night to find
sleep a blessing, and dreams a kindness
there is a peace to be had and held
flowers to garland a window
and to adorn a neck, garlic
not a trifle, but a medicine
woven by hand and sent
fast overland by a friend
over every lintel and frame
(side note we are Not talking about 'little miss' and my reaction to it. ive always been more of a Mina anyway)
one step forward and two back
and no answer comes from the
universe, hope is fleeting fallen
like the autumn leaves red like
blood
i do not understand the why and
how of the flowers and yet i trust
i trust and i try this night to find
sleep a blessing, and dreams a kindness
there is a peace to be had and held
flowers to garland a window
and to adorn a neck, garlic
not a trifle, but a medicine
woven by hand and sent
fast overland by a friend
over every lintel and frame
(side note we are Not talking about 'little miss' and my reaction to it. ive always been more of a Mina anyway)
the love of friends like sisters
to watch and guide and help
is a beautiful thing to see
--
a new day and a new problem
wherein once more lucy is troubled
to faint and fraility but there is love
and strength to support her
i do not understand the why and
how of the flowers and yet i trust
i trust and i try this night to find
sleep a blessing, and dreams a kindness
there is a peace to be had and held
the love of friends like sisters
to watch and guide and help
is a beautiful thing to see
--
a new day and a new problem
wherein once more lucy is troubled
to faint and fraility but there is love
and strength to support her
a nightime vigil
an improvement
and yet we watch
wait and see what
is yet to come -
the nightmares linger
even in waking but
for now, someone
has the watch and
that is enough
i would sit at the side
of any bed of my friends
and my loves gladly
all men are mad, the world is mad
and within the eclipse of madness
knowledge lies sacred and secret
in time all things become revealed
the quick decline and a transfusion
gathering of knowledge and strength
may yet hold back the depth of night
the love of friends like sisters
to watch and guide and help
is a beautiful thing to see
--
a new day and a new problem
wherein once more lucy is troubled
to faint and fraility but there is love
and strength to support her
flowers to garland a window
and to adorn a neck, garlic
not a trifle, but a medicine
woven by hand and sent
fast overland by a friend
over every lintel and frame
(side note we are Not talking about 'little miss' and my reaction to it. ive always been more of a Mina anyway)
the love of friends like sisters
to watch and guide and help
is a beautiful thing to see
--
a new day and a new problem
wherein once more lucy is troubled
to faint and fraility but there is love
and strength to support her
a nightime vigil
an improvement
and yet we watch
wait and see what
is yet to come -
the nightmares linger
even in waking but
for now, someone
has the watch and
that is enough
i would sit at the side
of any bed of my friends
and my loves gladly
flowers to garland a window
and to adorn a neck, garlic
not a trifle, but a medicine
woven by hand and sent
fast overland by a friend
over every lintel and frame
(side note we are Not talking about 'little miss' and my reaction to it. ive always been more of a Mina anyway)
all men are mad, the world is mad
and within the eclipse of madness
knowledge lies sacred and secret
in time all things become revealed
the quick decline and a transfusion
gathering of knowledge and strength
may yet hold back the depth of night
the sudden collapse
of hope and light
everything falling
into pieces and
an awful condition
but we persevere
a lesson in watching and
in repetition and insanity
a begging patient and a
curious doctor and still
a mystery is unthreaded
it remains to be seen
if these improvements
should last...
all men are mad, the world is mad
and within the eclipse of madness
knowledge lies sacred and secret
in time all things become revealed
the quick decline and a transfusion
gathering of knowledge and strength
may yet hold back the depth of night
a nightime vigil
an improvement
and yet we watch
wait and see what
is yet to come -
the nightmares linger
even in waking but
for now, someone
has the watch and
that is enough
i would sit at the side
of any bed of my friends
and my loves gladly
all men are mad, the world is mad
and within the eclipse of madness
knowledge lies sacred and secret
in time all things become revealed
the quick decline and a transfusion
gathering of knowledge and strength
may yet hold back the depth of night
the sudden collapse
of hope and light
everything falling
into pieces and
an awful condition
but we persevere
a nightime vigil
an improvement
and yet we watch
wait and see what
is yet to come -
the nightmares linger
even in waking but
for now, someone
has the watch and
that is enough
i would sit at the side
of any bed of my friends
and my loves gladly
the sudden collapse
of hope and light
everything falling
into pieces and
an awful condition
but we persevere
a lesson in watching and
in repetition and insanity
a begging patient and a
curious doctor and still
a mystery is unthreaded
it remains to be seen
if these improvements
should last...
simplified complexity; a expert
opinion reveals the truth in the
masks, it is something wrong
unto even death with no clear
solution, a report written and
the thin rays of hope that many
wish to strengthen and uplift to heal
the sudden collapse
of hope and light
everything falling
into pieces and
an awful condition
but we persevere
a lesson in watching and
in repetition and insanity
a begging patient and a
curious doctor and still
a mystery is unthreaded
it remains to be seen
if these improvements
should last...
simplified complexity; a expert
opinion reveals the truth in the
masks, it is something wrong
unto even death with no clear
solution, a report written and
the thin rays of hope that many
wish to strengthen and uplift to heal
a lesson in watching and
in repetition and insanity
a begging patient and a
curious doctor and still
a mystery is unthreaded
it remains to be seen
if these improvements
should last...
simplified complexity; a expert
opinion reveals the truth in the
masks, it is something wrong
unto even death with no clear
solution, a report written and
the thin rays of hope that many
wish to strengthen and uplift to heal
simplified complexity; a expert
opinion reveals the truth in the
masks, it is something wrong
unto even death with no clear
solution, a report written and
the thin rays of hope that many
wish to strengthen and uplift to heal
write please
i need... i have to go
but i need to know
so write please
i set my pen to paper
and ask you heed well
my words - nothing is
wrong and yet something
is definitely not right and
solutions may be found
together and we may yet
find the truths behind the mask
the joy in knowing
that a friend is happy
there is a delight that
goes beyond words
and soon my own joy
shall be found i hope
--
i wish to help my love
and my options are
limited but i would
beg for your help
for her, for her, for her
please, will you help
a different view
i am lonely for
my friend and
dear companion
i am so worn i
cannot sleep easy
and my memory
is haunted by
bad dreams
things are not right
but i do not know
what it is that is wrong
write please
i need... i have to go
but i need to know
so write please
i set my pen to paper
and ask you heed well
my words - nothing is
wrong and yet something
is definitely not right and
solutions may be found
together and we may yet
find the truths behind the mask
the joy in knowing
that a friend is happy
there is a delight that
goes beyond words
and soon my own joy
shall be found i hope
--
i wish to help my love
and my options are
limited but i would
beg for your help
for her, for her, for her
please, will you help
a different view
i am lonely for
my friend and
dear companion
i am so worn i
cannot sleep easy
and my memory
is haunted by
bad dreams
things are not right
but i do not know
what it is that is wrong
i have embraced him who i love
and he is not the same but still
i hope soon to be married
and to help him to recover
i am just a woman in love
with a man who begs
wholeheartedly to not know
what secrets he has forgot
i am married
i have a husband
and in spite of all
i am happy
the joy in knowing
that a friend is happy
there is a delight that
goes beyond words
and soon my own joy
shall be found i hope
--
i wish to help my love
and my options are
limited but i would
beg for your help
for her, for her, for her
please, will you help
a different view
i am lonely for
my friend and
dear companion
i am so worn i
cannot sleep easy
and my memory
is haunted by
bad dreams
things are not right
but i do not know
what it is that is wrong
i have embraced him who i love
and he is not the same but still
i hope soon to be married
and to help him to recover
i am just a woman in love
with a man who begs
wholeheartedly to not know
what secrets he has forgot
i am married
i have a husband
and in spite of all
i am happy
the adventures continue
there is something not
quite right here - why
does he run, why does
he act in the manner
that he does - what is
the significance of the
bat under moonlight
something more to this
i feel, i fear some nonsense
that science should set right
a different view
i am lonely for
my friend and
dear companion
i am so worn i
cannot sleep easy
and my memory
is haunted by
bad dreams
things are not right
but i do not know
what it is that is wrong
i have embraced him who i love
and he is not the same but still
i hope soon to be married
and to help him to recover
i am just a woman in love
with a man who begs
wholeheartedly to not know
what secrets he has forgot
i am married
i have a husband
and in spite of all
i am happy
the adventures continue
there is something not
quite right here - why
does he run, why does
he act in the manner
that he does - what is
the significance of the
bat under moonlight
something more to this
i feel, i fear some nonsense
that science should set right
the other half of a letter
instructions fulfilled to
the very best of ability
on the chessboard a tower
rumbles into position - pieces
beginning to align into place
i have embraced him who i love
and he is not the same but still
i hope soon to be married
and to help him to recover
i am just a woman in love
with a man who begs
wholeheartedly to not know
what secrets he has forgot
i am married
i have a husband
and in spite of all
i am happy
the adventures continue
there is something not
quite right here - why
does he run, why does
he act in the manner
that he does - what is
the significance of the
bat under moonlight
something more to this
i feel, i fear some nonsense
that science should set right
the other half of a letter
instructions fulfilled to
the very best of ability
on the chessboard a tower
rumbles into position - pieces
beginning to align into place
observe
the rise and fall
of mania, and even
restraints cannot
keep the madness
at bay
the dawn brings no relief
to those who love the night
the adventures continue
there is something not
quite right here - why
does he run, why does
he act in the manner
that he does - what is
the significance of the
bat under moonlight
something more to this
i feel, i fear some nonsense
that science should set right
observe
the rise and fall
of mania, and even
restraints cannot
keep the madness
at bay
the dawn brings no relief
to those who love the night
threads spin and play
stories seperate start to
find a merging together
and in the dark
a light shines brighter
soon reunited of it please god
a master comes
with glowing eyes
and a fervent devotee kneeling
a dream undone
a might have been
amd an escape, desperate
it is hard to write when
all is grey and fading
when a pall is over us all
something comes haunting
the difference between
reality and dream can be
somewhat blurred when
siren songs begin their murmur
and letters start in motion
yet more plans upon the rails
observe
the rise and fall
of mania, and even
restraints cannot
keep the madness
at bay
the dawn brings no relief
to those who love the night
the other half of a letter
instructions fulfilled to
the very best of ability
on the chessboard a tower
rumbles into position - pieces
beginning to align into place
observe
the rise and fall
of mania, and even
restraints cannot
keep the madness
at bay
the dawn brings no relief
to those who love the night
threads spin and play
stories seperate start to
find a merging together
and in the dark
a light shines brighter
soon reunited of it please god
a master comes
with glowing eyes
and a fervent devotee kneeling
a dream undone
a might have been
amd an escape, desperate
the other half of a letter
instructions fulfilled to
the very best of ability
on the chessboard a tower
rumbles into position - pieces
beginning to align into place