Hauntings

All the neon lights at sight Wont fill the void in your bed Im the void All your marxisms stand corrected The anarchists rejected Will your sullen doctrines console you at nignt? Weather the storms , joan Cannot withstand solitude? But The buendías can Recall your faze , your pop culture phase Modern artists , french new wave Our youth was a maze Albeit as not as bleak as our present The Scandinavian weathercasts that daily swallow us You were never a Hamlet , Orpheus I was never an Eurydice , but rather an Ophelia Hey nonny , nonny I spread the flowers on my grave They way i always did since birth The sun also rises but im eclipsing Elapsing Collapsing Help me ,Hemingway Where do our saviors vanish When we dont ask to be left be ?