David

a diff style. no asking who it's really about. lol. i'm just being silly.

David, come from behind the glass and show yourself. I see your music through this fog and it doesn't sound like your own. As long as you lay obscured by the constellation that blinds and binds me I find that your voice- though it used to define me- now hides behind dirt with the worms. I know you through morning's deaf rays and through shared enemies. They encouraged me. You swear enmity and hide away from me. Behind the line I tread to spread my longing. I long to see you.. Dead without a coffin you wander away from your oasis to dine with false faces. Step back from behind the glass lest it shatter.
But.. it shouldn't matter.

Reviews

[Yina]

But.. it shouldn't matter.
Totally unexpected ending but that just makes it even more great:) Very enchanting somehow...

[nicolettox]

"Dead without a coffin you wander away from your oasis to dine with false faces"
spooky and beautiful.

thank you.

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. My sister deal with the dead. She draw them for some reason. Shadows and things that hide in the glass. I do my best to stay away from. I like the strong description and the mystery in this poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote