Poetry

It was a fast 
against truth, in support 
of unbidden body 
which took the history lesson. 
 
A star is born 
out of midnight accident. 
Darkness deems dark 
in siege of self-restraint. 
 
An embattled self 
seeks a counting. The money 
speaks in absence, to clear 
the debt of tears. 
 
No longer 
the eyes will look at 
the marriage of trans-blue veins 
in legs of seedless dreams.