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