Leave me here
in the eternal Russian night
even as out my window
one by one the stars dissolving
leave me sleepwalking
in the sorrows
between fits of laughter
dancing in the snow - sand of time
Leave me with a vision of death
with a mirror
then gazing headlong into the pine
More obscene, hideous, frightful
this flesh
than my dust or bones could ever be
Leave me here
on my knees
I am loathe to face the dawn -
modern thought, beautiful lies
leave me here
soft-headed, broken
it is not so far to fall
or to tasting stars upon my cheek
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