This is no way to live....
A man must lose his head,
For this true death
Far worse than vultures we,
For they at least will wait
And eat the dead
Whilst we murder,
Watch, and walk away.
A woman yield her heart,
Not in exchange or carelessness
But cast and tumbled, spinning,
Into the unutterable dark,
A wedding gift,
To dwell unknown in what remains.
Will not be grasped,
Nor stolen or displayed.
Through laughing only, fall and fly,
And breathing silence,
Disappear