we were only shadows
we were only shadows
in a backlit
pine forest dream
February 2017
Glossy Lips
Spiders,
The silken soft threads that wraps me
The wholly unshaven, wavering thought
Abandonment
The yarn that binds me
I waver
I no longerโฆ
Longโฆ
For the spy I once was
The gladiator; cold
A biped
Kissed on the cheek
The abating shivers of old,
dancing
I cannot remember
I cannot remember
remember the days
the days with rising sun lifting
lifting my spirit high – yet again
I cannot remember
remember the hours
the hours the bell tolled
the bell tolled twice – yet again
I cannot remember
remember the minutes
the minutes passed slowly
slowly awakening trust – yet again
I cannot remember
remember the seconds
the seconds that mattered
the matters foretold – yet again
I cannot remember
remember the promise
the promise I gave you
your promise to me – never said
acid burning still
No, I never agreed to sell my soul to the Devil. He came and took it when I looked the other way. Turned the blind eye to the path well lit, I chose the shadier ways. No, there was no contract written, between the bearded saint; the goat and me. I made no choice consciously, and the acid burning still; in me.