They danced

much longer than crewfew

Learning the light

So the plain things

Are plain to see.

Rotting wildflowers.

Rage and passion blend into a bleeding sunset.

Goodbyes that sound like

Death toll.

The beat of a drum

Right on que.

Somebody new.

Not trying to get burned before

The cold sets in.

I reached my hand out in the dark.

You handed me a knife.

You watched while I cut our ties.

Broken and frayed,

Irreversible.