A ghazal form poem written for The Cramp. |
| a flutter like a lightning strike between the ache and the flash are we we love dreamlike, full reckless and free disasters of sweet longing are we at dusk, in the deepening twilight two singing siren tricksters are we we fight warlike and feral with glee what quick-mad, savage dancers are we we lose each other to memory then two shadows in the dark are we |