the electric lady.  the nuclear man.
no one shall match them.  nobody can.
passions immortal now buried within...
dreams this stillborn are the sons of soft sin.
warriors imperfect in perfection's pose
crucified the lily.  the crocus.  the rose.
the garden was ravaged...the gardener fled
to hide in the shadows...then bury the dead.
ask not for excuses or rationality's lies...
children of endings...of dreams...of the skies.
the electric lady.  the nuclear man.
once walked in soulstep.  never more can.


copyright William F. DeVault (wfdv)