fog condensed 

percolated upon the brows

of fallen kings: 

that we descended like spiral staircases

wherein every step 

suspicion creaks like bone 

 

sheathed just-so

 we are unknown

a swath of heads 

taken, cackling in the streets 

bobbing in gutters, downwind and downgrade 

before meeting Death; 

pummeled and pestled 

squashed, pressed into mortar, 

diecast to be diamonds in the rough 

amongst the wrecked masts of history and 

cleaned by woodsmoke, polished under the sun 

sands shifted and unburied 

laughing as we did in life :

so wide that we lost our bottom jaws 

forever

 

I refer to us as we 

so you know you're not as alone 

as it feels 

 

I refer to us as we 

So you know you're not as alone 

as it feels 

 

I refer to us as we

grown up on tomes 

and waded reeds

songs squeaked out , dire as noon

thirsting for dog days to come again

yet in one another

we are quenched. 

 

thru blooded handshakes we've entrenched

a bond deeper than the womb of chance. 

 

so you know you're not as alone

as it feels