The Blood & The Bones

i showed you mine

now you show me yours

battle scars are born

and I am war torn without the war

back to the other side

no more waiting with a sign

alive with death in your eyes

i missed you

or him

fuck, which one are you again

which one did they keep

which one did they send

he came and you went

but I know your scent

copacetic antiseptic

campfire smoke

and whiskey neat

scrubbed clean of brain matter

and blood splatter

and overuse of nicotine

mission done

send the man home

welcome back warrior

it’s been too long

but now the witching hour, the 3 am

the demons are playing with your head again

holding your chest with his heartbeat

why them and not me?

why can’t I hear them scream

you pull me down into your hell

begging me to listen

but I can’t hear their’s

only yours

on the floor

fetal position

on my knees afraid to touch

the man I love who’s seen too much

and I don’t know what to do

when I love him

but I’m scared of you

LL