T A L E W I N D Z

shed a shadow
in a room the blackness drawn
Outside drips spring
undoing her delicate lace
a disrobe
in the harsh light of disbelief

An angle on a portion
your bust in profile
hidden with a wing
of sullen hair

An angel with a potion
dusk in docile
smitten lairs
we null paired

sparred a bad row
songs hissing
turning tables
needle fallow
round and
round
dripping
its finger point
as an angry
sun
falls
down