sunshine grey

Injuries Fractures my body remembers The blowing of time through my fingers. Breathing in the memory The event so dim Fall to slumber and dream Shaking off December All my leaves have thinned I'm heightened, spilling at the brim Dragging you like a deer through the marshes Maybe tomorrow I'll feed My lacking in all, my paling love My ghostly loot My thief Injuries Fractures my body remembers The blowing of time through my fingers Heavy rain and The roof's slippery Run away from him Run away from me