THE RED MOON WANED & THE TALLOW-WAX DRIPPED
& THE BLACK DOG PACED ON THE SHORE
THE NIGHT ANOUSHKA WENT DOWN TO THE CRYPT

THE BLACK WATER BOILED, THE BOAT’S STARBOARD DIPPED,
& THE DEAD WRUNG THEIR HANDS AT THE OARS
THE RED MOON WANED & THE TALLOW-WAX DRIPPED

THE FATES IN THE FOREGROUND, WITH SCISSORS THEY SNIPPED
THREADS LEFT IN A LURCH ON THE FLOOR
THE NIGHT ANOUSHKA WENT DOWN TO THE CRYPT

THE RIVER A DRAUGHT FROM WHICH DRAGONS SIPPED
EYES GLOWING RED AS THE DEAD MADE THEIR TOUR
THE RED MOON WANED & THE TALLOW-WAX DRIPPED

PENITENTS SHRIVEN, LIKE PORCELAIN CHIPPED
ALL DRIVEN TO THE STOOP OF THE DOOR
THE NIGHT ANOUSHKA WENT DOWN TO THE CRYPT

THE MAW OPENED UP, BETWEEN TEETH SHE SLIPPED
LOOKING BACK TO THE SHORE FOR RETURN ERE THE MORN
THE RED MOON WANED & THE TALLOW-WAX DRIPPED
THE NIGHT ANOUSHKA WENT DOWN TO THE CRYPT