Dummy

Silence can be kept in line 

And we don’t cross those. 

We keep them in our pockets

Like unfinished sentences

Misread marriage vows

The wrong name at the wrong time 

I’m such a child at life

Too new

Too raw

Looking at eclipses eagerly

Diving into pools in the dark

Why has the world let me be so dumb?

An Epiphany 34 Years in the making 

A fools handbook left on a train

Using it’s open pages as 

shelter from the rain

I spell it out in capital letters 

And you act blind as fuck

Yeah I made my bed

So I lie in it 

But I’m always thinking of you. 

I’m always keeping your side neat 

No wrinkles in these sheets 

No blood left in these veins

Written Jan 21st 2018