Lola began to complain

in a posture of crucifixion

Lola lay awake

even in July she was cold

rattled to a rest

wasted and white

her body with start white

a dull bump bump

Lorna was largely mute

without warning

these cold nights

old six seater

sad but upright

a stone in a rude stream

by indecent experience

navy or forest geen

more like a shrouded mountain