Wednesday, April 29, 2015


Rusted hurricanes settle on the floor
Whispering across rippled clouds
They color my eyes red

I'm haunted in this bed
Shadows on my skin
Stitched carefully , I breathe you in

Heart turns to smoke
Filling my empty room

Sun sets
Eyes turn black
She's bare , intentions left for her audition

I read the script
Handcuffed to eyes
That bring me in

Time nods her head
As I fall asleep again