She is calling.
Into the streets
I go.
No answer.
Another cries.
Lured by charm
I go.
Arms await.
Again she calls
I turn away
To find
Only wind.
Returning now
To the diamond
I gaze
Into distortion.
She is calling
Me but now
I stay.
I cannot hear her.
Folly is here.
She is now my Ruin
When I am deaf
To a whisper. |