Shadows

He holds her hand, to keep himself up

He guides the band, it’s never enough

For what he needs, drowns in the land

He’s silent, lost in the strand

 

But he knows, it all falls apart

It sometimes glows, shines from the start

The twist of the ring, the splash of the heart

The fall of the king, the slimy broken part

 

He rises to meet it again, fights off the demons that are called to him

He meets the morning with a serrated smile, pours his coffee, swallows his bile

It arrives with perfect regularity, that distant feeling, that unfiltered clarity

It’s all a lie, so he says right now, she wasn’t pristine, he just couldn’t allow

The day dives, drips with remembered places, he walked on, rounded his bases

It’ll fade, so he tells himself, like the cut of a blade, this newly met vow

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