I'm a changeling (see me change)

Mar 31, 2017 20:30



I’ll take your Doors vinyl
As old as my father
As old as you

I’ll take your box of
Lizard faces
Engraved on pages of
Unwritten words

I’ll spend your time
Carelessly, like
Money for blow or smokes

When the music’s over
I’ll ghost away,
Tossing words of embroidery
Over my shoulder

Never noticing the thread is
Coming unraveled and you’re
Sharpening scissors.

is it in my head?, persistence of memories, poetry

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