ON DAWN

ON DAWN

the aside cast,
a way given,
undrawn blood spilt

along the road,
unwinding as though
a bandage, undone

:;:

AWE TOME KNELL

AWE TOME KNELL

depart your brass
warm air, your
paper shredded skin,

all now is
leaving, leaving us
to chase behind,

ushered along by
some well deserved
chill.

BLANK

BLANK

eyeless ,we

slide along,

fingertipping,

sloughing off

callous, after

callous, desperate

to keep the pain

fresh, to ensure

that we know

where we are.