| Pale Crescendo Of Diamond Suns |
|---|
| Can’t see the light of beauty |
| I see a somber sun |
| I smell the flowers |
| I smell the sun |
| My words sustain in silence |
| My breath still talks to sirens |
| Upon a cross I see you, a diamond |
| Sun upon you |
| A pale crescendo beats you |
| I love you flesh I need you… |
| The dawn, alone, thinking of the things renain undone |
| A thought, grotesque, that is the name |
| Of my only fearless god |
