15 Poems From My Second Book INSIDE OUT By Strider Marcus Jones

THE KEEPER ~ Poem

THE KEEPER

you warm the bone in me,

pump blood through stone in me,

pluck strings unknown in me-

whose notes dissolve the screams

of ghosts that blacken dreams.

proud pictures of the past,

fall out of photographs-

some fade, but others last-

and we become the present in their place-

vibrating beads on strings of symmetry in space.

unravel in my head-

fuse fact and fiction with your timbre thread,

more than moves in blankets on tomorrows bed,

wet with cum and joyful tears-

the keeper, not the tenant of my years.

Copyright Strider Marcus Jones. 2009. INSIDE OUT