Alone

Black Birds Congregating In the dead of night Stealthy midnight chatter outside my window pane No singing to my ears Just constant rain Thunder crackling The children have left Just the plots And leaves scurrying the wind swirling Upwards almost Telling me look up Refusing I tell myself It can't be just hallucinations The oval mirror where She would stand naked Brushing her long Blond Waist length hair Dripping wet her supple Body yearning calling me I wouldn't come wouldn't move just a Mirage a dream Nightmarish I'd say I remember her though Singing softly to me The children all five All girls all gone She lays in state on a Lily and rose Laden mattress sunken in Scented silk now Moldy and musty Cobweb silkscreens Adorne her I still try to talk She doesn't answer I'm alone Wasting away Skeletonized In this room So much gloom Your not here To share in My uneventful doom Lurking shadows Closets and halls Faceless lovers Pictures hang on walls Your not here Just your Soulless body You left me behind brokenhearted Alone so long ago Glock in hand And mind in Transient state Waiting staring At 12 dead roses Near the grey Antiquated Corner stone All alone...