ghost castle

LOST IN THE DANCING GRASS
WALTZING ON THE BREEZE
TO AN ORCHESTRA OF EMPTY WHISTLING;

WHERE THE PASSING GLOW
OF THE UNSEEN LIGHTHOUSE
BALANCES STARS ON THE BURNTBLUE SKY;

SMOKE UNFURLS ACROSS MY TONGUE
LIKE THE JUICE OF A CHOCOLATE-CHERRY,
DARK AND SWEET;

THE SONG, THAT ONE,
THAT CARICATURES MY HEART
FLOWS THROUGH ME,

RAIN SLICK,
SUMMER HOT,
DIM WITH ALCOHAZE.

SOMEONE, ANYONE
TOUCH ME
KISS ME

TAKE AWAY THIS
UNBRIDLED SOLITUDE
THAT THE WORLD BREATHES OUT

AND I
BREATHE IN


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