i stood at the edgeof a cliffor a dreamor maybe it was justa place to fallmy mind builtfor itself wind pulled at my clothesmoonlight bled across broken stonewhere the ravine split the earthclean to the boneand darkness gathered between its wallsswallowin the stars I...

It was the late summer of Lady Di mourning  and in my own underpass, I died thrice    Tina slit my heart’s throat  palpitating dying breaths inside our wreckage  and bringing her latest lover to the funeral    Too far, too fast, too fierce  who unbuckled the belt to halt train’s speed?  Thousand midnight candles  were always going...