My Life Has Appeared Unclothed In Court,

My Death From The Wrists, Two Name Tags, Blood Worn Like A Corsage To Bloom One On The Left And One On The Right.

I Was Only Sitting Here In My White Study With The Awful Black Words Pushing Me Around.

And We Are Magic Talking To Itself, Noisy And Alone. I Am Queen Of All My Sins Forgotten. Am I Still Lost? Once I Was Beautiful. Now I Am Myself

Rats Live On No Evil Star

There Is Hope. There Is Hope Everywhere. Today God Give Milk And I Have The Pail.