Your heavy weathered halo
Has all and all withdrawn
The days in which I shook your skin are gone
I read you wrong
I sever and you cradle
And call our failures art
We practice prayers to dreams that never start
They gently go dark
I whisper in the morning to your mirror with faux hoorays
The darkest of the things I do not say
The darling days of morning in your mirror I celebrate
The hollowheaded ghosts of yesterday
Your memory runs shadows
And all hope must resign
The boundlessness of beauty circumscribed
No smile survived
Your heavy weathered halo
Has lines I couldn't trace
I'm lost in all the words I cannot place
Lost in your grace
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