By moon the hour's numb

brings on the aging foul

words into cursive

travel the invisible ink

Become your shadow

became the blame

to place disgrace

with dirt or name

My lovely initials carved

sinking beneath the starved

where rhythm shall exhale

near the song of lovers fail

Charcoal limbs in weight

the mind's eye sees itself

this burns longer than hate

Love the blood as blue is through

I stood across from these assumptions

and bled onto me was a frightening verse

black or white the noise got worse

Can you imagine a world without color?

Because I fell fast asleep in it

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