seven poltergeists
in seven homes
inopportune
the world and its coasts
and when the tide rolls in alone
will you be there?
a nightless time
a moonless month
sleepless, smiling
watch fear run
with its tail between its legs
when the sirens wail
when hell's lid is popped
you'll be there
honeymooning,
swooning
stay, then
sway your life away
let the ghosts haunt your home
pull the fragile waist
of your misfortune close
take the dance
by its pensive hands
it is a parasite
and you are a gracious host for it
fresh, lockstep
pseudo-symbiotism
I know no one would ever tell you otherwise.
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC
seven poltergeists
in seven homes
inopportune
the world and its coasts
and when the tide rolls in alone
will you be there?
a nightless time
a moonless month
sleepless, smiling
watch fear run
with its tail between its legs
when the sirens wail
when hell's lid is popped
you'll be there
honeymooning,
swooning
stay, then
sway your life away
let the ghosts haunt your home
pull the fragile waist
of your misfortune close
take the dance
by its pensive hands
it is a parasite
and you are a gracious host for it
fresh, lockstep
pseudo-symbiotism
I know no one would ever tell you otherwise.
stay
even still, so convinced
viperous, writhing
eat the fruit
never touch something so sweet again
