I sip slower
At weavings and
Winter wisps
Where, weather is withering
Blue.

And I enunciate
Evil everlasting.
Dark kraken
Dreams spelt in ***.

Eating-
Colourless mixtures
Throw hues that
Don't exist yet.

I trip for a second,
And grey slips
Out-

As I fumble,
I see
A broken hare


Well?

I wept blindness
Into my hands
Gratefully declining
My friend
Who's Death.