she who unloves

I am the murder
of nightingales
sweet feathery caged
under church domes
litanies incense
singing to rain

         I am she who unloves
         uncries untangles
         memories scars kisses

         unbleeds
         undreams

I am the black
Night Mare
of silk silence dust
galloping galloping
dancing
on rooftops newspapers clouds

         promises mornings caresses
         on pillows blue with desire

I am she who
after the rain
becomes the absence