Bow tie underneath a grin
Peeking out as he looks in
To greet the body
His recipe for making sleep.
Keeps a special, secret list… 47 more words
such dry bones so much flesh subdued lifetimes of wisdom wasted so many nights removed i have heard my voice cast in pain her earth name bleeding in echo-dark caverns tearing in shock out of chorus under low and starless skies i have trodden her desperate wastes passed the fires and the pits and down to where the deep things die rot feeds future fields i've carried mountains on my breaking back chained by my stars drowning in bars she summons me by each of my names *