The study where she dwelt
A dark dingy room
The phrases & the words spelt
a stark clingy gloom.
The desk, the pencil, the notebook
The naked countenance
The brow crossed, giving a look
of subtle arrogance.
The spell half pronounced
The cup of potion spent
The battle-cat pounced
on bottles of milk & scent.
The broken cup & bottles
The hung weeping face
She lights a smoke & throttles
The lung keeping pace.
