The Lady
Подражание Броку, на самом деле, потому как вдохновлялся его Five Ways to Kill a Man. She's sliding just an inch above The stone floor of someone's old Estate. The dusk highlights the bluff Upon which all the winds in summer blow cold And dusty paintings of a pier and wharf; To that we'll add the view of half a world From that small window perched upon the wall. She walks and cloud of dust forms up behind In wicked manner of a broken doll Which's left forgotten, torn apart and blind Until the mistress deems it fair to call Or 'till she just forgets. But that is fine By dust, for it's a loyal servant mostly left Unspoken to and for and by and of. Besides, It stands yet unaccused - for now - of theft, The guilt though, frankly, spills over its eyes Where not a single being dares to look. Be…
