By | 23 May 2003

is the story I long to tell
death is everyone's story

when you close your eyes
think of me
and the whole world comes

its denouments are myriad
as the songs of birds
some are whispers some are screams

a sword falls
your head lolls
and you float like blood

I have come to you in good faith
listen to me
death is everyone's story

one day a sword will fall
your head will loll
night will grasp you like a knife

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