heart bleeds fastest is blackest of all

a heart bleeds fastest is blackest of all (villanelle)


The world is a bitch my dearest Rose Thorne,

shamelessly savage we mourn for the earth;

though I fear you not for I have known scorn.



from imperfect unions we have been born

and learned we the body-mind's tragedies birth

The world is a bitch my dearest Rose Throne.


the sharper the berry the sweeter our porn

our pale deeds have danced in gutter's green surf

though I fear you not for I have known scorn.


dawn found our bodies broke our love unborn

we erased our names from the book of worth

The world is a bitch my dearest Rose Throne.


Our world is round and the veil has been torn

painted in black for Gaea's coronach

though I fear you not for I have known scorn.


dispelling trinkets from alters adorned

and singing mad dirges to towers of horn

The world is a bitch my dearest Rose Thorne,

though I fear you not for I have known scorn.