Mercy Queen (a poem)

Cold wind encloses my bleeding face
Seemed a new image in the brushwood night
And the mercy queen with her blue lips
Rosy with smile, and sugar from the snow
A frozen kiss and dazzling glow of light
Spreads the fresh future to its gown of dread
Lay me down and smash my head
While the bright wave in emerald tones
Kill me softly and break my jawbones


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