Meg

Sketch more

Separation

Rabbit shadow chase

Undone moment

Unfinished movement

The song pulled from the hand

The bend of her leg 

A dead curve in the mind

A twitch in the spine 

The hand

Empty 

and open again

Me and the man on the tree

And the city waits below in wreck and ruin

l'attaque

No friend came, just the screams and violence of the swarming black wings

Stealing the dusky sky

Grasping at all they could take 

Le Chat et La Lune Chasse

Wild laughter
as the wheels roll by
time stuck with the moon
we are all half past mad
some fools glad
even as the clock ticks
doom
    doom
       doom
the cat will still play
till his dying day
near the grave
the dust to save
then flowers will rise,
remember and bloom