Tell me, how did we get here?

I hear gunshots in the dark

ripping echo through the nightdreaming woods

Tearing the lace of life

residue of lead, fear

Smokefall blanket for all of us

Missed heartbeat

My feet sweating tears not in my eyes

 

I'm sat here for breakfast

with a Demon

(the tea was my idea, he showed up uncalled)

It sounds so Regal

but I keep sitting

and I keep looking

He's just a scared child

of mine

20.VI.2021