My Book of Poems

The Evanescence

Lost in sound,

Make my heart bleed from the

Echoes of your rhythmic chaos.

I am undone.

Undulant whispers of the abyss,

I play to their siren song.

With closed eyes,

I see you, I hear you.

I hear all of the silence

You made me covet

And the evanescence I sunk into.

The resonance vibrating within these walls,

Black notes on brass,

Red falls down.

I am undone.