a rivulet of blood
down the pale earlobe
doth run

a sinuous stream
of hemoglobin
lush in copper scented
wishfulness

to pool
on the collar
of inadvertent misery

her eyes meet mine

across time
across space
yet no recognition
frames
the vacant stares

artificial gravity
beguiles the broken

another inkstained demagogue
draped
in lacey reminders

of sorrow’s virgin lips