***
serpentine butterflies
trickle to his chin
ceaseless punches
fall like moribund rain
cracked bones clang
like splintered glass
again and again
***
| pos | title |
|---|---|
| A1 | Jagged |
| A2 | I Was Laid-Back A Sinner Of Sorts |
| B1 | To Wonder On The Moon |
| B2 | Unmask |