ashes hold no secrets
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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