I'll make up scenes
Movie picture screens
As fer lick things
Iscarit feels
Cold withered whims
Broken battered wings
Silver promised rings
Embedded in scenes
Seen in light
Conglomerate piece
Burned sycamore
Vignette of black
Pictures pass me by
Still yours to dry
Reddened clouded eyes
On a thread of carpet line
Eurydice
Fictions colors
Blue's limelight
Loyal to bend