Oh what thoughts horrific
     How the flesh did slide from Mozart's skull
Must be momentary damnation
The storm that purifies the Earth
                            does poison the mind
Poison of the storm
     Poison of the opera
          Poison of Giovanni!
Remaining however
to hear the music mix with the thunder,
     watch the rains,
          to take in the toxins
Darkness having overtaken the sun
Collapse of the rationale
Thoughts begotten of hallucinations
Poetry for Murder
Shadows that moan
Oh what thoughts horrific


                                 -Dylan Wahl

                                  copyright 1997