I don’t remember your name anymore
I can only remember your reflection in the mirror
Watching me from beyond the edge of silence
I can only hear the screams
Of the glass people crashing into
The executioner of dreams lowered his sword
erasing the smile forgotten in the shadows
always static
framing the same image in the window
Little Silver Doll
frozen in a different time
they’ve
So synchronized in the dance of simulated silence
the night was descending upon us like an icy claw into the warm womb of a beast
leaving rotten labyrinths of flesh and plasma behind
still pulsing
Between two ashen feelings
you were whispering to me
about the rhythm of our fingers
less than perfect
like the symphony of waves
gently touching
your ankles
an illusion of the never-ending
I’m still throwing away my dreams
like hours spiraling inward
in a Thursday with no identity
and an undecided name
falling towards the day before
lost somewhere inside
between my smiles
and
KC