I think I saw you last night,
in the far distant shadow of my dreams …

you were screaming,
perhaps I couldn’t hear clearly,
was it my name
as you traversed over my bodily carpet
unknowingly fast you paced
and trampled me …

oh what a beauty
you could be someone shouted

darling it’s not he, tis me
and
you ran back into the shell
as I could imagine
but now twas hell …

all dunky dory
heaven and hell
rang bells of glory,
not for thee
but me…

I have no music stand
to remind me
of the music
you used to play
Its shaft end
too remembered
to be comfortable

So skilled with your
instrumental phallus
so many notes
so many times
I bowed my head
and adored
adored
the senses
of your masterpiece

I could be transported
to touch temporal perfection
I was often laid open
to experimental notes
on frenzied flesh

Saying good-bye to a friend
can sometimes seem unfair,

one tries to express things
showing they really care.

So I’m tackling this task
even though it’s quite rough,

I won’t say, “good-bye”
but, I wish you enough.

I wish you enough sunlight
to lessen your pain,

and to enjoy the sun’s grace
I wish you enough rain;

I wish you enough happiness
so you’ll enjoy every mile,

with just enough sadness
to appreciate a smile;

to satisfy your “wants”
I wish you enough “gain”,

In Moriver's enduring spring
there rose to new life, many things
that in the erst, in slumber deep
had lain, entombed in Hilfe's keep.
Through many years of terror bleak            5
that sullied plain to mountain peak
the mighty Queen of all the world
her graces from the west withheld
until the raging tempers stilled
and noble blood no more was spilled.            10