Richard Sinnott - English Actor


	( had realised his beauty and of course knew all convinced of nothing better how certain to fall ) she killed me then upon the helical altar of a throttling blue-born sky whilst her african witchery caressed and I blindly had the knowing had lain cocooned within the silken litter of an amorous dreamers sigh on my lips still the honies of her breast the mead of her menses flowing and been as one although as yet unaware that for happiness men must cry as the tear-sodden air came to attest the dues of our briefness owing excoriating brilliance flensing of the blood and we were raw begun again let us live she had smiled let us fly kissed me nakedly rose to the pane let us love she beguiled let us die dance where the waters of Lethe rain a maggot richly uncinate cast into the flood and then engorged begun again she killed me then immured my nascent longings all my prattling questions why made me suckle and drown of knowledge blessed sore burned in the future growing ( when next the window reckoned and the blackness yearned a simian descended an echo returned )


	listen to the rain, the rain, the rain ... listen to the greys of indifference, the days of activity squandered, the baskets of pinks and intentions kicked into the gutters again listen to the loves that far have wandered listen to the dull, self-mourning pain; listen to the rain ...


	Thirty Nine And ... I Hate It When ... p22 p23 Theology: Salvation's ... Could Life's Sole ... p24 p25