Sweet and Sour summer
I spent so much time thinking of a second chance,
that i didn't give myself one.
So when you locked me out of the house,
i was going to tell you it was a gift.
A blessing in disguise.
But the colors started to fade,
so when you burned sage it only proved to make the ghosts angrier.
No there isn't anything to say or do;
it burned to the ground with you inside,
but i couldn't even open the door to save you.
No i didn't lose,
no i couldn't find your body;
what was left were charred mementos and dubious manuscripts.
So i sat in the embers listening to the cicadas we would have heard together,
the snapping of toasted wood snapping my tired eyes open because
the crimson night is the only thing sitting with me
and the small sparks danced with fireflies,the way we would have if the door wasn't locked.
Posted Aug 26, 2021, 4:42 PM UTC
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