We knew him well before the fall -
before the nights when the only stars
were the dying ones whose darkling scrawls
slouched into the bedtime bar
to perish with a knowing wink,
smothered in an iceless drink;
before his slippery smiles
were filled with gravel,
before the many tired trials,
& clapping gavels;
we knew him well before the fall,
before he shook us off to crawl
into those tents of blue and gluey smoke
crowding every corner
with the lies he claimed were jokes.
We all felt like secret mourners
of the boy we knew so well -
or thought we did, before he fell.
Feb 23, 2024
Feb 23, 2024 at 9:52 PM UTC
We knew him well before the fall -
before the nights when the only stars
were the dying ones whose darkling scrawls
slouched into the bedtime bar
to perish with a knowing wink,
smothered in an iceless drink;
before his slippery smiles
were filled with gravel,
before the many tired trials,
& clapping gavels;
we knew him well before the fall,
before he shook us off to crawl
into those tents of blue and gluey smoke
crowding every corner
with the lies he claimed were jokes.
We all felt like secret mourners
of the boy we knew so well -
or thought we did, before he fell.
