Small-town night breaks
away, leaves me in dreams
of red sun and ravenous shadow,
a world pondering its own
soft end, long fingers
gathering up all the music
and filtering it through
my too-small ribcage.
Something stirs
like a dinosaur in the fog
of my own self,
raises its ugly head
and merely stares.
I feel as though
I've forgotten something;
or maybe, someone
forgot me. |
Submission Name: Separation
