Fireworks were exploding in the darkness outside
That mirrored the empty seat between us
I removed my old hard shoes so damaged by wear and tear
But even this removal was not enough
My own weight was making me sink
My voyage through life is but one more hard shore
I pulled a tape measure out of a bright night star
It showed me the length of time
Between the food on my plate and the Arena swept clean
For the blood and bones of my love
“And you the softest of all night stars,
Light without body, how you dazzle my eyes
Your milk-white face shimmers in my soul like a jug of moonlight”.
The moonlight that night was centred in a muddy halo of colours in the sky
The clouds were smoke kicked up by the horses of the apocalypse
They had passed by behind the cloud mass and left a trail of sparks
Anyone of which could set the world ablaze
There are so many doors through your soul
So many teeth that words are cut through with
The tablecloth covered over the Grey dust of the hotel you were given as a home
Peppermint grew through the weave with the taste and smell of its delicate leaves
There under it’s scented leaves that filled the kitchen
Your eyes were soft as fresh bed linen
You were as motionless as a flytrap in the shadow of the moon
