Scars resemble the wilderness

A marbling of reflected light

Obscure and perfect, she floated to me

My fancies are as noble as a tree

Smoke pouring from his split lips, crackling and cackling

She drank his remedy of silence and spit once more that night

Her rusted joints couldn't take it anymore

She pushed paralyze and watched his blood spread across the floor

"She is made in a dark light, an afterthought"

"A second solution after the first one had failed"