In twilight’s shadow I whisper the words

reverberating around my mind like an echo –

watch Ophelia drown with lips wide open,

the words pouring out of her like a flood,

tumbling out in a rush –

“Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies;

good night, good night.”


In twilight’s shadow she lay

in peaceful slumber –

And I watched on,

the words she swallowed upon my lips –

goodnight, goodnight.

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