The Shadows Are Locked Doors
The shadows are locked doors
Cellars ferment Ages
Wet wisdom drunk
By rats' charred bones
Who can tell you
He is the face
Behind the mirror
Inside your skull
The glass shines
Diamonds
Copyright © Alex Roth | Year Posted 2014
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