Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Beyond Terror Beyond Grace
Pirouetting through articles, like the sailing leaves of autumn
Cataloguing 'reality's imprint' into a library, to be exiled and forgiven
The vault is quicksand
Entrenching the cradled nightmares
Enshrining the captive dreams
A soft melody aids this dance of loss;
But the notes on this scale are out of tune