Face & Lisp (For Magrini)
by J. Tarwood

 

Life shelves the forgotten.

Night’s a looted library.

 

Plunge into failure.

A dream’s evasive.

Feelings whip successive images.

The mirror’s right to slouch.

 

Visit her hut.

Doors like whispers.

Enter or leave.

Death stalks, softly, harshly.

 

Insufferable passenger, that’s you.

Hold my hand till the habitable hemisphere’s gone.

Hollow, I multiply.

Waves copy waves.

Everything’s the same.

Now I’m gone too.