Verbal Hallucinations
Faded Marks
Endemic scarsBerate your eyelids soundless sighIngrained speech marksA knife blade drawn through every lineYour clouded earth spun bright lies round our sonAnd-yet-these light schemes smothered the heir from our lungsContorted smileA fix of pleasure flecked with bileA rough joyrideReclined seats, blind to lifeI hear your voice, it’s cigarettes and tearsI fear you choice regrets my best-loved yearsI burnt my albums of youEtched onto a diskof many huesA trip through slick petrol licksFaded marks re-colour youI sleep in dreams you hadA slump sensationalisedAnd wake to aperturesFalling from your Kodak eyes
From Letras Mania