Calls to nothing

There are no ears

Where echos would answer

I, naked and slipping.



Skin is pale and worthy

Wall, embracing the moon

That table fits that corner

I, naked alone.





The veil betrays the breathing

And eyes to the sky.

Whose bride am i?





That's a trick answer

I am my own

Here in this mistaken laughter

I, naked and slipping.





The veil betrays the breathing

And eyes to the sky.

Whose bride am i?





Calls to nothing

There are no ears

I gave myself away

I, naked alone.