Absence Serenade
Catastrophe, songbird!
How could you sing?
Why hasn’t your voice joined firefly screams?
Or the mutter of villains, who killed heartbeats’ spring?
You ignore the eviction of incubus red,
and as his knife cuts your skin you hum
the melodic ballad that haunts souls at night.
Remember, remember, I told you forget.
The rusted blood gashes
that cover your chest and your face,
drip in violet gemstone sap.
Has the white of old calendars always looked so black?
How you cantillate a sweet succubus serenade
at your evisceration, canary girl,
you’ve peeled off your face,
still your hymn stays the same.
Malfunction! Malfunction!
Scream, phantom brain!
Tell me, the ghost,
who has stolen your name?
The freedom that follows
in free falls, the jump.
Remember, remember, I know you forgot.
What now, lullaby girl?
The robotic, the wolves,
they’ve ripped out your throat.
Copyright © Baylee Kram | Year Posted 2016
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