Cold

My mind leans straight with sharp dimensions

Watching intently the bleeding of the hour

Of his smile his cunning to easily destroy

Full conversation with eyes only

That winter night he lay me dead

I watch intently patiently I learn

He speaks in riddles promises of fire

What he doesn't know my secret

I give thanks for my souls demise

If I hadn't broken entirely

I would have never swallowed darkness

Now love dead holds no threat no fear

Logic my companion to complete calm

The choice to surrender was heavy in reflecting

The body suffocated on strings from separation

It withering sick pouring buckets of blood

Crying endless for attention like a child

But my heart was a filthy whore with jagged teeth

Never warning of the suffocation or pain

Mind crystallized clear in loves departure

I sit quietly and watch him maneuver

Material connection free from the yearning

He is more calculated now he stares silent

Loves whining shallow breath slipping like silk

Into final acceptance of death and dying

The heart strings break in an exorcism a shriek

He hears them snap he struggles silent on his guitar

The master has lost his favorite note