The Golden Egg
When the hero died our luck turned
poetry
Revised Version
No rasping voice nor darker feet
Monument
The fluted fear, the chiselled grief
River Boat
The pinkened dawn turns red and drifts
The Flavour of Now
The moment is montony
Untitled
To bend men's throughts beneath my will
Limbo
The girl at the desk takes a dive
Vertical Segment of Journey
Clawing we climbed the flank of despair
Untitled
Between the floor cracks the dust sifts and settles
The Introvert--A Self-Condemnation
Retreat from light
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