THE VAGUE INNOCENTS OF RICHARD

THE VAGUE INNOSCENTS OF RICHARD


IT WAS NOT LOVE, THAT SET ITSELF OUT OF YOUR WORLD.

NOR, THE BLIND PANES, OF DALLIED STARS.

THEIR CARBON LIFE;

THEIR MYTHS,

LOST IN MATHEMATICS.

SO… FOR YOUR EYES - THOSE TWO SCHOOLS OF LORED BLUE

CULL OF HAPPENED LEAVES,

FOR A GOBLINED PEN.

SO, UNTILL NOBLE HANDS CAN CORSE , AGAIN-

SHEATH THEIR LONGED SLEEP-

GREYED AS FAITHS LAST VOICE…


WRITTEN BY : KARY P. PIKE