I picture her in reticence A living vesper I was undecided Frayed beading, a loose and callous ornament Amidst the slacking noose Ash that coalesced in thickened grey Unnameables Distant flecks It is endless here A fog of happenings Stop motion time Upon a straight line Recount your vesper from the back seat of a car I'm running out of empathy Running out of who I used to be I used to be They charged us with the guillotine - folic acid, dexedrine and awe And awe It's all over now