04; YOUR VOICE IN A HEART LOCKET
moths under the stairs
of the halls you sang
your first song to me
skeletons of chandeliers
that used to shine for us
the ghost of our memories
staring back at us
from empty audience seats
the velvet curtains
all tattered and torn
dusty and drawn
epilogue of a love forgotten
YOU ARE READING
ABANDONED AMUSEMENT PARK
Puisiwords etched onto the metal railings of the creaking ferris wheel
