illicitizen

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I dreamt last night
he burned down your house
and all that remained were
ashes of roses.
The petals cindered in
splendid coronas.
And all that remained were
ashes of ashes.

The walls were all bare
and flecked with no color.
the organ was scorched and
left without donor.
To speak no remorse
is craven, remember.
All that remained were
ashes of houses.

The rope that she's thrown
is burnt but unbroken.
Easily lost in the sound of
the motion.
Been over things that
make up the tangle.
Dragging the lake
of unbridled moorings.

The potential flames
released from their structure.
Piously bent the
timbers, the ceiling.
A shingle was spent
crumbles under foot.
And all that remained were ashes of ashes.

The rope that he's thrown
is burnt but unbroken.
Sadly lost in the sound of
the motion.
Been over things that
make up the tangle.
Dragging the lake
of unbridled moorings.

The limbs whole outstretched
denuded by Autumn.
Were blackened by windows
unframed by season.
A shingle was spent,
crumbles under foot,
residually leaving
memory and record
memory and record.

The rope that she's thrown
is burnt but unbroken.
Sadly lost in the sound of
the motion.
Been over things that
make up the tangle.
Dragging the lake
of unbridled moorings,
moorings.