run
dirt
death
smell
not day
glass songs
secret only for you
with it i burn
blossoming in a shower of
dark
her eyes
how large
see him die
seem him fall from the sky
his stainglass wings
torn
from my side
liquid stares at his death
see the light burst from his eyes
they scream for him
in silent words
his death
blinding
her eyes see him die
while so
s.l.o.w.l.y
she turns away

© 1999 m. hughes

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