tapestry

These predisposed intuitions

I tried to ignore like old wives lore

I dreamed myself laid across a murder board

Falling is a feeling, I can never give up on

There was a fatal flaw

That left my candle burning

This subtle flirt with fire

In the madness of my ruin

These prophesied battles

That let my scars shine 

I dreamed they'd lead me to my soul

I lost in every bloody fight

I'd leave the window open

Drink down my shallow pride

I feel a subtle tremble

And for some reason, I don't mind

I cry glitter onto my hardwood floor

And pray to God you feel the same

I read into your composure 

Through the holes of your picket fence trade

I read too much into the reaper

That lies untouched on your marigold bed

I swallow the inherent fear

That holds me tethered to a failing trend

There was a fatal flaw

That left my candle burning

This subtle flirt with fire

In the madness of my ruin

These prophesied battles

That let my scars shine 

I dreamed they'd lead me to my soul

I lost in every bloody fight

And so I remain unperturbed

Walking the road not sowed with intention

And so I remain a cinephile

In a romantic afterlife I brewed in seclusion

Behind the silken tapestries

And bared backed against the cold walls

I feel the blinding searing lights

Marking me a spectacle

And for once I accept the invitation

Heart locked in a throbbing chest

If I was an oligarch in another life

My influence would put my soul to rest

But the fatal flaw that left my candle burning

Put an end to my seven year sentence

And I don't mean to wash out my sins

And tragedies in your holy basin

But where I've been has brought me where I am

And I hope you understand why I can't let go

Of these artifacts that make me who I am.

-auctor