will there be any joy
in the last sip of bottle drunk wine
that may contain strange crystals
ice skating over the overthrown
of harmony's passionate end
so not serial
the diabolical suggestions
to lie in a crypt
great chess minds converse upon a mountain cairn
good table and bad table
the flowers are paper
on the big eraser page
only before a storm (and during and after)
there is no quiet in the banshee's heart
mummified dictators
or frozen-dead peasants
