Once sparky crispy and fly
These embers have gone silent
Now dumb and deaf to my soles
Lonelier than the sober break of dawn
So cold like this hearth never bore warmth
Lighters are being lulled to sleep
Clouds are impatient
Like the feet of a hurricane
When the half moon
Kisses stars slowly adieu
The peaky moon moos on the night more
And it feels not lonely
What wholly had it known itself
To love itself
To feel itself
I awaited the hose in me
But the pipes so offish
Pipes piping sundry tunes
From myself, so I search
Marching the hides of hades
Sitting on this ceiling
The will wheel and reel
To let go so I let go