pin point archangels dwell on the moon
swords shine like diamonds, beheaded dragons indeed
cataleptic worms gaze at my laughing
wound
sometimes knives bend like flowers
we should all hold hands and falter
follow the hunting muse
get lost in pink, luxurious mold
marry the spider

chase the blue bird out
of my lair
no more hideouts for the falling star

shades of yellow
in the dark