Somewhere
In twilight
Carousel horses
Sink slowly
Into the
Merciful earth
Mouths wide
In silent
Protest
Bright paint
Faded,
Gilding
Tarnished
Where sparrows
Nest
Deer drift
Silent
Past
Cracked
Mirrors
Reflecting
Back the
Evening star
Beneath the
Sheltering
Trees
Where
Vines conceal
And
Fireflies
Ascend-
Rising
Echoes
Of
Abandoned
Dreams-
Drusilla
Loves
It here.