... Roads for the fire
Heading for the obscure
I sight a black rose
On the way to destruction

Dark gardens
Roses that bleed
Secret keys
Tutored by Gargoyles

To sketch a painting
Degenerative inks
Obscure beauty
I want your image
We are arrested
Running for a direction
To have hope
Look for the triumph

Mazes of Black Roses
Fences to breathe
In objection, thorns
Bleeding its stems

We live in this garden
Sketching to despair
In way to revile
Because the black roses bleed...