My heart’s elastic distend remains
Serried with shattered glass.
Grant me barrage, for I cannot bear
This despair.

Our palsied, maudlin yarn.
Strewn in memories
She has long foregone
Whilst my soul corrodes there.

I want to respire
But her fire is suffocating.
My infantry boots are sewn,
And father time marches on.

Fissure the seams, let me dream
Of a land where I am not locked
By the shadows of her music-
The light over my sheets.

Blinding, I cannot read the notes.
And this melody that weeps
From my aching fingertips-
Ravenous for velvet unfelt.

Alas, I eternally smolder.
All at once, barren and brimmed .
Let me spill my hate, my love.
Over the canvas of this silent reverie.