ashes hold no secrets

Mark Chassy
a few scattered words …
1 min readAug 26, 2015

listen to me sing
listen to the slam of the car doors in the darkness
that will tell you where i’m going

listen to me speak
not to my words
but only to the nervous tone and jagged rythm

reach into my thoughts
arm deep, covered with the thick of my drunken fantasies

i am nowhere but i will get there sooner than you might think

this is where nothing is taken for granted
except the delusions which hover by my fingertips

this is where i am seen
shot through with the x-rays of my other-ridden self

half-moon crescents are hidden in the pages
but ashes hold no secrets

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