Low Man Eulogy

Passionless eyes say goodnight.

The marquee hums in and out to our favorite songs.

Re-Released feelings mix into morose chemicals that sour the hours.

Dividing the spoils of life into further compartmentalized bins of expectation that only pirouettes like snow.

Blind leaps of faith painted 4 floors above the mess.

The same car crash where our dreams come to die in real time frankness, and abnormal gait bait us each time.

Cages lock crumble in time.

The animals we were have starved over, and over.

New breed aesthetics blossom forth.

Words cannot compare to the primal mouthings of rage that await you.

The musings of true independence the songs that your funerals theme.

The house fire you made us dance in sings your name.

Begging for one last kiss.

The captain goes down their ship.