On such a day to wait
With what you have to forgive beside you
Always twisting dry leaves into small pieces
To set structure
To set fire
To an absence I’ve been most comfortable with
Something to always be picked upon
Whether it’s conscious to me
Or not
I haven’t been such a bright color
And I’ve keep out of the spectrum
Don’t break me open
To that of night in which I became
I wide eyed my best
Within breath too shallow
If my mad ghost self were to haunt
To drive out
Binding your spell like smoke from lips
Blanket down hollow earth
Let him be gone from my violence
Violence the way it came
You thought faith to overcome the devil
And the faith of the devil reaches
Down your neck.
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By late, you came in the night in black shoes
I know you can’t think good of the devil
To my side you can with the faith I use
Of the spirits true, rest the highest level
Back of your eyes to the blood you swallow
Leaving it the last trumpeter to cry
The night that you brought to my own hollow
The way I remember you used to try
Now it seems that the worst can’t start new
Nothing of mine is to keep as my own
But nothing could be used to see through you
Either way nothing could pass through a stone
No my dear, you’re not alone but with me
That ride, I fell off and skinned my good knee.
—–
Be that you are a devil in black shoes
The words from the mountain you brought to your feet
For a lover to let your eyes down
Standing naked
Back to the fire
Where you let your children burn
To lay on their ashes
I think the woman sitting from
a ways down smells
Come with me
You come from love
Little boy blue eyes.
—–
The carpet installers are dead, so dead
Peter, the boss, lays under the floor now
So the job wont be finished, the room red
And the carpet bare, the carpenters go
Their last task to carpet the funeral home.