Don’t Call Me

Don’t call me strong; cracked glass eyes

Shatter into a stream of blood

Tears fill the creek where we swam

There was a time long ago, before the shade

And shallow, I’d listen to you talk

Glide on the tips of maple

The water, the water, always more crystal

Tomorrow

Love echoed through the trees

And I’d never write save me, save me

Because you’d always be there, to realign

The muscles in my face always calmed

My sweet Novocaine, pumping ecstasy

Lovely, now I see

The colors of autumn ripped down to black

Ashes of summer’s sacrifice, rotten carcass

Swelling gasses, bacteria with no feed

The stars went out on our story

And I was told you wouldn’t find others like me

…Did you?

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