Fragile Bodies

fragile bodies,

dust floating on a moonbeam.

fragile bodies,

lines coursing through our bloodstreams.

a nocturne in lead and faded gold,

crawling through the night in a stranglehold.

a line of faint light where the city broods,

drooling hot wax on the interludes.

fragile bodies,

our limbs are torn apart.

fragile bodies,

a sinner’s tender grasp on your heart.

on waking, she’s sprawled on the tangled sheets,

in silence I reach out to caress her cheek.

her body crucified by lassitude,

where violence takes shape in the solitude.

fragile bodies,

fill the tunnels underground.

fragile bodies,

and bones that break without a sound.

fragile bodies,

in decomposing, ambiguous dreams.

fragile bodies,

how happy we must have seemed.