Repressed indifference tango with skeletons
Folded inside fragments of some old handkerchief hanging out to dry, left behind to wave your goodbyes
Captured in your reins of soft and broken leather ridden till steam and sweat crumpled, folded, and clattered
Returning, yet, as brittled lovers forsaken to taken one last absence a final break, down memory lane only to return, bold and splintered
Just another skeleton at the feast now taking aim for the cupboard where you may rattle your fortune wisely, a fake in a blinded mirror
Leaving me to bare my soul, undone in a closet of deep crimson velvet your wanting rainbow of restitute my colors of harmony and abandon
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Sleeping with demons
I prefer to sleep with my demons with cover on or cover off it never truly mattered it never ever lasted long
even the candle from across that long and winding stairway broke open between flickers waving farewell with its flame
casting wavering shadows chasing but their contours flappingly reaching my closet filled with your lonely skeleton
rattling its forgotten thoughts resembling reality in pure emotions roaming through my deepest sleep while chasing its tails and demons
In memory of October 7, 2017
- Alex, Chris, and Seth
- Aaron, Bryan, Bryce, Matt, and Scott
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