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.

——

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.