Disused Mouse
Teal creeps
Apple-scarlet
Into my undercroft
And sleeps.
Not a feather whispers
No wind sighs
In the teasel twilight
At Vespers
Template each
To Glissendorf
Under my lost aegis
What leech?
Naught but madness hastens
Every treason
Through the shattered skylight
Glistens
Contributors: | P, Roland, Apsley, dkb. |
Poem finished: | 16th October 2001. |