From The Top, She Flew

Lifted above, drugged

Divine blood

The heat closing above everything

Higher

Seeking ecstasy

Watching slivers of light

 

Waters

Hanging above all

Dreams forgotten

Heart no longer sees

 

The night-blooming jasmine

Reaching

Strong

The dead soared

Delivered

Sleepy night and cool air

 

The feverish night left horrors in her eyes

 

Her bedroom fiery

Tiny hearts pale

Candles hanging

Cigarettes warning

 

The faces, sleep-starved

Burn

Photographs flicker a soft glow

Feel the souls looking down

 

Tangled bodies beating

 

Souls conjured up

Someone's heart lays on the four-poster bed

Azalea's scattered among the silk canopy

A light breeze in the air

 

Standing on a tall building

Caught in the night

Invaded

She looks away

 

The faintest souls

Someone's lips

From the top, she flew