Haunted

His whispered goodbyes caught fire
in the whites of her eyes as wild dogs
and empty oceans devoured him.
 

Standing still for years, 

She with a waiting heart and waiting fingers

Gave birth to ghosts with feathers.
Haunting in his sleep, swinging like

Sharp jewelery and pendulums

Carving cryptic messages upon his floor

'You, with your tattooed baptism skin
and slithering tongue of sweet poison
left her aching ashes mixed with gunpowder.'