Five of Spades

Five of Spades

Lea’d out
To that torrid night garden
Give your blood
In your sweat and your tears
A full measure is what you must drink’th
To give end
To what realised your fears

Or descend
to that earthly tomb
Where it is safe
In the cool and the damp
Like those oft-spoke of
five women
With no spirit
to lighten their lamp
As when others worked,
they did sleep
Never to join with the bridegroom
No good news
ever falls at their feet

In a Spades castle
they room
There they keep in darkness
their eyes
They wish to comfort
a tomb
But their gnashing of teeth
never dies