Ghost-
Illusive friend of my tethered soul
Can you hear my steady breathing?
Can you see the rise and fall of my dislocated chest?
Wrap your bones around me
So tight I can scarcely sigh
Feel the warmth of my blood
Underneath your fingertips and crawl
Crawl into this carved out heart
All stenciled and tagged and burned on the edges..
It's a nice place if you can stomach the noise
It won't sting so bad if you swallow the poison..
Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
Pretend.
Disappear.
Leave and watch me turn and run.
You can't feel the burn if you're not even trying
There's no use in tears if you're not really crying.
Just footnotes, and spiders, and shadows in gray.
