Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2019 3:08:46 GMT -6
Left
Left to watch the day's color
turning black and white.
Left to watch the day
combine to be gray.
Left to hear the wind whistle
blowing through old bones.
Left to hear old songs,
sing along.
Left to write the last note,
the words spark and aflame.
Left to write with cold hand,
love understand.
Left to walk a night street,
footfalls echo around,
lunatic laughter,
a bloody ground.
Left to be in the zone.
Air tugs at the skin.
Left to watch,
left to hear
all over again.
--msl2019
Left to watch the day's color
turning black and white.
Left to watch the day
combine to be gray.
Left to hear the wind whistle
blowing through old bones.
Left to hear old songs,
sing along.
Left to write the last note,
the words spark and aflame.
Left to write with cold hand,
love understand.
Left to walk a night street,
footfalls echo around,
lunatic laughter,
a bloody ground.
Left to be in the zone.
Air tugs at the skin.
Left to watch,
left to hear
all over again.
--msl2019
