To Be Read Slowly
I hope you never feel safe
with me
There’s a ghost that stands between us
once the room is free
He’s not one for malice; he tinkers in tomfoolery
So don’t let your guard wear thin
And don’t find yourself safe, with me
I hope this ghost
I can trust
I can confide in this soul all the painted words I construct
My canvas is torn
and I’ve snapped my brush
don’t find yourself safe, with specter’s hush
Now I hope I can find repose
I’ve said words so vulnerable, my my I was exposed
You cracked the hard exoskeleton
Somehow it decomposed
And don’t find yourself sleeping alone
So if you ever see a shadow come alive
with a foolish jump and a cynical cry
Please know that it all must subside
Like everyone we’ve known
who has…