2/32 AM
Hey guys who all is reading this one ๐
The old guard dog is put down when arms fold around / when sighs rip themselves from unwilling lips / when hands slide down backs with slit nails under skin / when the mouth of a .44 magnum mashes metal with yours / Posters scorn / laugh tracks trickle indignity as dignity irrigates out / someone rolls over / You have begun to count whose chest rises faster and roll a finger over fine bone / fight the impulse to bolt / Reward comes heavy in the form of catharsis / in the form of a satisfied groan and the echo of the bitter un-said / The cats perched on the windowsill watch in wonder as they marvel at a silence / only allowed to happen for the first time after and the last time since / what answer is given when questions can only exist in the parallel breaths / when it is forever 2:32 AM / When calloused thumb runs itself over cheek and you are found dead moments later / you will wish this creature had not gone automatic / You will wish the dog had stayed barking at that gate / but too soon the guard dog is put down / with it dies the last piece of peace / covered in the soil you spread / So too a wish for anything else is buried within a soft neck / old ways are killed within new sheets

