The Blood & The Bones

a ghost in camouflage and grey smoke
you write yourself into their story

just an excerpt, maybe a chapter
whatever they need you to be
a cunning linguist
crawling inside them

painting their walls
then claw your way out again
a figment of longing imagination
an oasis
a place to live and die in
bleeding out upon awakening
here and gone
leaving marks but never existing
a drug to get high on

a dream to get by on
euphoric Prince Charming
a beautiful lie
fairytales and morphine