He said he was waiting for someone
you can hear him mumble words at times
in rhymes rolling of lips long locked on
love in another
brothers long gone and given up on ghosts
given in to inches between fingers
love lingered, not long but left longing
lacking leaves, trees timbered
cindered ash from set flames flickered
faulty fluorescence, your presence
begot broken, bruised, but beating hearts
kept in creaking carts carrying cadavers
and daggers dropped on open arms that faced the sky
began to cry and never ceased
at least love left legions of lesions
on heathen hearts held hoping for redemption
found a selection of pretty pills picked from prescription pockets, popped from plastic packing
eyes turned glassy and now they're cracking
counting seconds and stars all the same
for he was waiting for someone
and she finally came