Lately I've been depressed
Like the cold of the world has been compressed, on my forehead foreshadowed
the glory of another tearful slaughter devoured
Your face solidifies a scorching riant
Featherless on the sun of a malicolious giant, steer me cold in a spiralling sudate
fall within my reach for the sound to sedate, heart of mine wrapped in voile preen
defend the bold arrow of this harsh touch of moreen.
In a question I loop my finger around the hook and dry in the ground,
I'm a comma
you're going to skip like an ordinary gemma.