some short works

I have recently stumbled upon poems on my mobile, and though I blush to read them again, some of the feelings they encapsulate still ring true to me. And so I present them here--maybe some other person will find comfort, or see some "emblem of a secret brotherhood" in them.


Silver, silver pouring forth
from ebon skies,
why came you here?
My heart is filled enough with ice,
my soul with lies.

Unbearable weight

yet wisp-lightness, we indulge

in the sin of love.

'Tis a small distance

between earth and perdition:

space 'twixt waiting lips.

Can't let you kiss me, 

lest I be betrayed by scent

of bitter almonds.

I can only claim 

memory, you are apart,

achingly other.