shadows

they are driving by my house.

asking where I live

and you're just sliding around questions

while light carves the contours of your face

you are riddled with shadows

taller than the rest

but you wear your dark side and crimes

on the sleeve of your super hero t-shirt...

and your hands haven't even touched eternity,

they have yet to caress my careful skin

and slate caked heart.





you were born just the time that he died...

and I found my first place to hide

in the smell of death and I seek it

in everything alive I taste his death

I'm waiting for this all to pass

but I know what it is I have to do.

your kiss is just a prelude to goodbye

I promise corpses never cry.