BABY GRACE BLUE

not hunting for meaning
what was out there disappeared
where do you go from here?
the gone wait?
a kingdom he likes skirting the edge of the
humility of pain raining down diamonds when I took that train beyond the shadow of leaves to the door behind the place at the end of it all…
later on…
chair beside a window
staring at the cellophane
living in a moon so blue
modern dances follow your footsteps
you walk alone
this narrow road
on the way
the living end
somebody in the snow
blue corpse
one foot in the North
twelfth apostle
graven image
lost cause
glad to get away…
I woke up
Newtown
the beginning…

METAPOPCYCLE