Grey Erasure - True Widow

See me

My brain is black

My face is blurred

My speech inept

My fingers ache

For anything today

Calm but afraid

Something’s out to get me

I’ll get away

Sea change

My nothingness

My skewed heart

My never peace

My greyed out

My gritted teeth away

Cough the reason.

Bleed the heathen

Watch the breathing.

Cease from being

No forgiving.

Know the feeling

Now you’re giving.

And receiving

Teacher teacher.

How should I leave you

In the ground or in the tree

Can you see me.

Do you believe me

Watch you neatly.

Lie beneath me