Breathes to mists

Bane through angel wings

Wising walls wounding

Wreathes on conked out skulls

Sip through gorged out

Reflexes and rest on these

Tips your balmy soul hangs

On

Break every threshed tragedy

And set feet; fortuitously

Singing leased lullabies to

Tears of gushed memories

And miles they trod tingling

Every layer with parodies

That pinned musketeers in

Mounds and mellowed masks

So bathe solid countenances

In vast years of red; bleeding

Carroty for fallen suns and

Rays we desperately grappled

Wasted in frozen hounds