An existential quiet has taken over this town
Balloons swing back and forth like ghosts outside my door
Our hot kettles don't whistle anymore; they scream
And my love,
His frozen fingers dart across a sleeping piano
Miles away and unknown to me.
His gospel tune croons through the silence,
The notes
Slipping in and out of tune
Just like I am always
Slipping in and out of reality
Maybe he isn't playing a piano
Maybe he's playing with my head
His shaking fingertips pressing all the right and wrong notes inside me
City lights are glowing eyes here
Or maybe people's eyes are city lights here
You can never quite tell the difference
When we hear sirens we lock our doors
We've been told from the beginning
To fear the monsters who live in the dark spaces of our bedrooms
But when I crawled under my bed
All I found
Was a shattered mirror
The porch lights at home don't work anymore.
We haven't tried to fix it
Because we don't like inviting trouble
Into our house
And light is an open invitation to others
To come in
See,
We like our house dark.
Our fans only turn one way and aren't strong enough to stir through the darkness
So this house
Has been kept at a simmer
Roasting over a black flame
Nothing is strong enough to keep us from burning
The floor is black, cracking, crumbling
Blasting our feet with smoky pain
I can still hear the faint sound of my love's piano
He sends
A hollow melody about the moon and the sun
Creeping down the hallway
The flat notes sink down my spine and the sharp ones break my back open
My home had been invaded
By his soft voice and erratic heartbeat
And when the thought of him
Unfolds within my mind;
Dark and musky and opening like a flower
The lamp beside my bed flickers.
He comes,
And he brings
The beginnings of a lighter future.
VOUS LISEZ
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Fanfiction"Everyone's a no one in their home town," said Josh. His eyes were soft in the dim light. "No. That's the problem. I'm not a no one. I'm a someone there. A someone who I'm not. A someone who burned down her life and left her mother alone to rot." I...
