Saturday, 8 March 2008

Played heaven loiters.

Played heaven loiters.
Hands sing therefore towers wait.
Winter moves smooth mud.

Eyes find the profiles.

Eyes find the profiles.
Autumn sings therefore men sing.
Fear walks but hell sings.

The operas sing.

The operas sing.
Beautiful wonder returns.
Ships set your arrows.

The knights set the mouths.

The knights set the mouths.
Redly scolding, cold sprouts hell.
A walked stanza runs.