Night and Day,Shifts in Systems and Cycles,Moon, Tyrant, Wounds, You, gone,left me Bereft,All Cut up,Spat Out,Like a Bloody War,Left me Here,Like Hanging Flesh, and all I have Left is the Dregs of this Tea to Remember,To Remember the Good Parts,The Ones through which Beauty could never Forget,I don’t Forget, could Never? How can One Forget their […]