mad verses
faces, headlines, dream days - tales of older time
you lit the candle, heart ambushed by sleep
fed the eyes, lost in the mist
hidden flags of desire
chests forgot the fire
that once burned, it burned with no sting
wear today like your old clothes
ragged in a storm of mouths drunk on grief
in buildings we outlive - oddities
meeting trouble halfway,
a million different ways to say your name
mine is a crumb in your father's book
I'm pressed between the walls of an eloquent room
poison our lungs,
swallow the night 'till we wake up
to the owl's velvet cry