Abhorrent love retains a festive air
in hindsight's shadowed glow. But once the glare
intrudes too far to ever be concealed,
a second skin of wisdom can get sealed
too tightly, unless penances are made.
In essence, memory becomes a trade-
off in this exchange of dreams: Cheating death,
while keeping their psyches crossed, their twinned breath
discharges fragrant spoor into the ground.
Rain whips the conjoined lovers; a hell hound
growls nearby. The music of the spheres turns
dissonant, as the vessel slowly burns:
Tracing this mystery back to its sources
requires tact, and a knowledge of corpses.
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