This is ...
mother clouds have fallen before the fatal dog troupe
invariably cries every
no longer dancing
longer escape
Imagine that blasphemous shadows in silence waiting for a lie ...
iron on the dog forever spit end of the full redemption
heart forgotten before the ubiquitous hidden madness of life ...
People hide the end of last lost shadow
alone as the flame wound suffers
NIP in a dark city fleeting awareness of the...