Poena Damni

The light stains the Wee Hours;

The Limbo without the Poena Damni.

'The big, bad star to scare the small ones away.'

The rearview mirror holds its lust in my eyes—

Surviving it, prohibited rope; the Wee has it,

The dark showed no shapes.

The Dark showed no shadows—

The shallow was, indeed, the purest

Continuous sin. The Lighth ring of ***.

The winged—they fly in pairs.

I would have held you, I'm sure I would have,

If Herr hadn't hanged us all with This rope.

You're still the only one breathing.

Poena Damni was my only punishment—

I gradually lose my complexity.