prison my folly this love

 
prison my folly
this love

rock, bone,
ravens of desolation stalk my mouth
stab my sight
opaque,
devour my tongue

unseeing,
bruised in silent blood
your face beyond opaque time
I drink the black milk of memory

why am I so cold
in this prison my folly
this love

stripped of my soothsayers
alchemists, gods
I am naked,
stumbling amongst the broken glass of memories,
where are you, cold in my night!

my lips burn with your crimson star!
I grow for you drinking your last drops

in this prison my folly
this love

You were my death
I knew it even then,
in the abyss of days
fallen echoes,
so quiet now, not even breath unfurls
 
you were my death:
and you I now hold
as all falls away from me.

in this prison my folly
this love