Our Exordium was wept
by nothing which can express these foreign disturbances
I met both bleeding eyes in surprise
Awaiting reply
Your silence only cryptically crept over the crevice of my lip
Solemn dalliance devirginiating my subsistence
With the hostility of demons devouring angels
Your comatose event
The petals of my rose ensorcelled, rotten to their fibers
cast upon the frigid earth
I slumber with the detritus reflecting
My silence...
Can you please tell me what all of this means?
I was once beyond mind but not this time.