THE 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