he was eaten by owls

Once I Saw My Thoughts Drive The Sorrow From Her Face, That Was The Nearest I Got To A Vision Beheld 

Throw Away Your Keys For Bodies Contain No Locks They Understand 

Asleep, The Moon In One Eye, The Sun In The Other 

Sometimes It Feels Like Someone Else Is Wearing My Body 

What We Talk About When We Talk About Love 

Most Young Kings Get Their Head Cut Off 

Part II: The Tupenny Rush And The Penny Dreadful 

Except You Enthral Me, Never Shall Be Free, Nor Ever Chaste, Except You Ravish Me 

We Shall Oscillate Like A Pendulum 

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night