As the photos are a bit blurry, I’ll
transcribe the poems:
Kept
from sleep again last night
By
the sound of chimes
I
sway
So
far below heaven
So
high above hell
Frost
creeps up
The
trunk of my spine
All
is blackness through these holes
Of
my eyes
Just
the wind in my skull
And
the wings of her crows
They
perch on the gallows
They
have pecked me clean
And
made a chime from
My
bones