Awakening

I am slain.
TIC TAC. TIC TAC TOC.

As purple bloom
my blood drips:
drop to drop
it flourish on the icy
floor.

And one and two and three
and four
And one and two and three
and four
And one and two and three
and now
again
and more
com-passion

And slowly
the piano vanishes
from hit and sin
by white and
black,
you wink and sneer
glad in the broken
mirror, proud
to be deep down
deep-ly
man.

Hash liar
you tear me in pounds
but heart beats

TIC TAC. TIC TAC TOC.

Again.

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