Negredo

Unto the heights and for

forever

Memories mine made mist

Just scraps of ancient texts and

old songs played out

on the AM waves

I so rarely it seems remember my dreams

Still

Like clockwork, I wake

to the clicking of claws cold

Kept close around my throat

and screaming eyes

She told me once to try

magnesium

Sound alchemy I'm sure. And to breathe

I took a walk between the streetlights

Numbing the sky

and remembered how

A third of the stars fell from heaven

That magnesium burns hot as the sun

In the home behind me now

some echo once covered the ceiling in wallpaper

Fake flowers in their sky

Before another painted over twice in landlord white

Before I

had tried to once again hang the stars

Too heavy, turns out, for the layers to bear

And cracked the sky

A foggy breath

Caressing cold along my throat

and kisses my lips

Dreaming

Another nameless thing