Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Realising sleep can’t Be replaced by happiness; Broken body heal. Half moon balanced in Equinox sky (black cotton) Flips; my heart the same.
Devil on shoulder Drugs angel, manic demon Unbalanced, now fall… Angel was sleeping Unconscious conscience failed the Moon’s bright handled child.
Pane parched by Helios Chariot drags clouds away Blackbird greets me. Cold wind at new moon Stepping from the crossroads Twin torches in pale hands.