...your silhouette. Your jaws of steel never forgave. Its haunting, the way silence sounded. If I fucked up long ago, I'm sorry, I didn't realize it counted. It just wouldn't work out, that's what I am telling myself. That we're just two different people.

...dreams The snow-fall hoods me round; In wood and water, earth and air A silence everywhere Save when at lonely intervals Some farmer's sleigh, urged on, With rustling runners and sharp bells Swings by me and is gone; Or from the empty waste I hear A sound remote and clear The barking o...