Kindred

Torn bones protrude
in the bloody wounds
on my shoulder blades
A nightmare of lapse
an unbecoming, a
evolution of the next
bastardly cycle that
ends and beings
with your haunting
Still hold the noose
so close to my
decaying heart(love)
A whisper of you
from gentle night
terror false sight
Flickering lights
from projected
past lives and
false prides
heroes dying
ataxic souls
kindred