Sky,
Night sky,
Cherry pop blue
With a hint of poison
Smoking through.

Dripping through
My dew dropped lungs
Held hopeful
Behind bars.

Thump
Thump
Thump.

The world
Lost on
Raging ears
Throbbing red veins
Spewing violence
On cold concrete streets.

Left dead, staring,
Mahogany tables
Corkscrewed in the room.

Mahogany wood
Chipped at the base
All the feeling goes.

Clutched in two fists
Look at this feeling,
Raving, screaming, blood.

Mahogany
On the brain
Look at all this feeling.

I opened up all the windows
Of our house tonight.

It was too painfully
Quiet you see,

Silent, without you here-
My constant variable. Shot.

And the house was
So painfully still

And crying, as if
Wood flooring cared

Whose footsteps wouldn’t
Sound anymore.

But life goes on
And the windows go up.