Ghostly red this lovers bed
IMAGINE imagine the echo bled
Have you ever flown over
wings spread in sacrifice
a pine forest with snow on its printed frown
Needles in separate pointed ground
waiting to impale this skyward clown
 snow in its invisible crunch
 lame eaten crutch
whistles the songs lost in the view
Silence stands accused
its witness hangs from a broken chance
how crimson on that pure face
now rotted in search and grace
Marble vaults stand-in measure
trim walled arms protect
small created mirrors
stranded strands
thin scuttling limbs
dance before a jury burnt
this a judge
brought on gold and embers caught
who raised those heavy curtains
blasted this sight
riot bleeds off a cutaway tongue
each verb stamped
every noun cancelled
rhymic chanting lines beneath
surging earth increases belief
Clumsy static this red snow
while love impales nostalgic vows
once devoid and forced
returns circling
have you ever flown
over the pine
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