
Scorpio
Silent Fates that loiter
at the edge of autumn
brooded the time you were born
oh, my sea dressed
laughter and your arms are wings
gathered by the Evening Star
night warmth and
embers cover you
the sun of dusk
turns and sings for you
five folk sorrowful
couplets
thieves and pirates
cut your love short and
crucify the lily and
the Morning Star
even the East and Chalima
you seek though you stop at but
as if the grief of life
can ever end in this world