what ghosts this dreaming house
sleepwalking our sleep?
trysting our sweat-damp sheets?
giving hallow our hearth in creep?
pale her flesh, her hair raven flow
barefoot slipping through
eyes open to ever unawake
passing of room to room
gazing out to lune and hedge
through windows stained of dust
would we to kiss her lips
in that dreaming house of rust
i puzzle am girl
jigsaw & ways
i sevenyear shattered
mask me pierced
cards they wrong
in draw of me
twisted & ways
i puzzle girl me
i am lost in shadow &
i weary reaching
fragments moon &
razor wire hold
up the sky
i everfade falling
behind and unreal
wept unseen
the fogs now
consume me whole
black stick twisted
of the night wood
shadow into shadow
turning right through
black stick twisted
rapping through brush
thorn track tapping
cracking them thick heads
come to me
run with me
kiss dark ever a
huntress moon