Did you finally put the kids to bed
who stands in the darkness
did he put the taste in your mouth again
at first we thought they were snowflakes
but no amount of drinking makes the ashes go away
do you sleep
sleep
falling helplessly
do you see
he
who stands beneath a dream
outside in the hall
the sound of The Fall
and your pretty dress falls to the floor
and now that he's gone
let me see your arms
no need to ask what you are on
a sandpaper laugh
the moon in a glass
and your cigarette burns on and on
and as you descend
do you comprehend
the tragic elegance of the damned