twin oboes, intertwining lace threads of darkness, weaving voids into tender filaments of light, tying interstices out of water, reed, and echo. A viola cries muted sobs to wring your fur-wrapped heart, a burning furnace on a childhood night, thick with crickets,
lace, of mother bees
lace, of mother bees
lace, of mother bees
twin oboes, intertwining lace threads of darkness, weaving voids into tender filaments of light, tying interstices out of water, reed, and echo. A viola cries muted sobs to wring your fur-wrapped heart, a burning furnace on a childhood night, thick with crickets,