gravity adds another day
from fettered wings a solemn night
rampant want and
counting rosaries in the grass
to be a decadent slave

pursue my discontent through
these fields onto eternity
look at my flame to death [bad word] 
in an involuntary farce
from fettered [bad word] a solemn night

i am a sieve
from the well
wasted all
waters own

harbor drought
mistress named
pendant guilt
no youth