Crimpshrine Safely Wasting Away
I am just a parasite - a rancid creature of
the night- with eyes that never see the light
Of day. Papers blow over empty streets-
People inside houses I'll never meet are
Feeling safe and safely wasting away.
They Are all inside asleep - living love that they
Can't keep - speaking words that they could
Never say. Dreams of learning how they might
Make amends and set things right- are
Conveniently forgotten the next day...
Safely wasting away.
