Rat Knight

Burmecian, dead soul
The river's edge is never warm, but never lost
Your distance cost your world
Left your rain-reflected doll
Floating senseless in the well
She'd poisoned

Red in her green eyes, snow in her heart
Red dots, bright spots on newsprint memories
On the missal book she's loaned
Nail-sure bottle up, teeth filter closed
Prison dry rain-shadow eyes
Fall on the oxbow of her soul

Burmecian holds on
The Lethe bears the English Channel swimmer off
Her halbred devotion cuts and cuts
Until you loose the iron jet
Of her spilt chalice heart

Red in her green eyes, snow in her heart
Red dots, bright spots on newsprint memories
On the missal book she's loaned
Nail-sure bottle up, teeth filter closed

Coat, coat of velvet hate
Matted figure in the rain
Shorn, shining like a wire
Flickering ends can't complete, just burn away
A tripwire crucifies itself
Waiting, waiting for what's gone
Sinking legs, the hungry snow is taking all
But he fords the sand-edged river
The land that can't be won
He holds his heart above the flood



Credits
Writer(s): John Giacoppe
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