Dear _____

Concerned over corpses and stopped by soft bodies.
Cadaverous ribs hold cavernous hearts
Empty as the sky.
Wind blows by whistling through cracks,
Singing sorrow to dead ears.

Stars line canyons and cliffs.
Tickled pink time fades soft white,
Plenty as the stars.
His clouds hide the sky,
Holding the moon in safe hands.

Worried lines trickle down the pages.
Nonsense is as nonsense does,
Meaningless as clockwork.
Watching from a blank web
Teeth bite away terrors.

Empty faces peer out of the dark.
Whispers leave and whispers come
Soft as the sheets
Scratching at crow skull hearts
And lungs laced with delusion and fear.

Concerned over corpses and stopped by soft bodies.
Tickled pink time fades soft white,
Meaningless as clockwork.
Scratching at crow skull hearts,
I'm already a ghost.