a phantasm who knows me

Sunken eyes swallow my sight

Better to be blind then be grieved by him
Gaunt fingers trail through bloody tears

Haunt my heart will you?
Return to the soot embalmed sepulcher

Entombing yourself in mine eye
hang from my aorta

and jangle every beat and nerve
and shake every vessel

train every word word and thought
meddle in the most diminutive recesses

in the callow caverns of my heart
into the echoing abyss

where i hide away
and am most tender and soft

screaming to me
blood running rivulets down pallid cheeks

quit dripping into my dreams
cease strolling about my thoughts its so strange

you know more about me
than my closest friend ever could