oh i have a heart,
i just
don't know
where to
make a sparrows'
shrine for!

keep hearing
this vague song
with a "relief"
from seeking
freedom...
and all i keep
to cling to heart...
are these monstrous
monogomous swans...

       semblem
in a widow attired
to a niqab: in white...

who are these souls?!
my salvage?
      or my damnation?
even digesting
the feline leisure of women
found in reincarnation...

        these halo-phrens...
these: baptist necks
easily thrilled
by a breaking...

               a tear...
a lake...
               in which the salmon
might flourish...
and the dead...
be seduced by a craft
              in salt.