Expound with me away, neddle workings?
Millers bones having cost the hillside a settlement with favors
What begging next of spinsters cities?
Stranded virgins sweeping the house of glassened slippers to ward the evil fortune away at late crawling nights.
Embers heavy feet atop the nearest twinkling friend, boyhood dangers
Seeking coldened shapes alone
And in paintings glance
Barren mountain tops cried into tiny wastelands where always smells threw us back


scene depitction
at return the girls are thwarted
beneath the ice-glassen floors as slaves
they are penitent awaiting reason

deplorable mercy, you will enjoy the house?