June 1, 2011

Evelyn – 1 – “Artifact”

Posted in Evelyn at 2:59 am by Matt

All alone, in this rotting home
No man beside, three years gone
No child born of this barren womb
All alone, in this living tomb

Evelyn groaned
As her heart grew cold
And her body broke
From the weight of her soul
Evelyn sighed
As her veins ran dry
And her body died

In dream, my bleak surroundings melt away
All color, bright and vivid, fills my sight
In dream, this empty shell is left behind
I am a new creature in the world outside


1 Comment »

  1. Matt said,

    Guest flute by my wife, Rochelle. Guest viola by my friend Kirstie.

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