she wrote me letters.

She wrote me letters with ring less fingers
Sunset jingles with moonshine blinkers
Whose lies flicker on the page she burns
Sage is burnt in an effort to stage an urn
With the ashes of heroes

She sung me songs in a voice I didn’t know
It didn’t show on my lifespan, she steps pigeon toed
A vivid clone of blues steeped in lost soul ethics
She said she was diseased by hostile spirits
And notes she lost

She traced a bird on my ribcage in permanent ink
Her eyes lit when she was burning with drink
Hurling a stink bomb hate filled drunk note
She yearned with blood hope, loves slow
And burns where the foxgloves grow

She wore blue green eyes with a hint of mascara
Drew a grimace with the glint of her father
I was too timid to martyr, she broke me down
She once told me that hope is sound
And notes break hearts
Like leaves

She left poetry in library books with the fines attached
She was an angel with these righteous acts
She was shy, trapped in the arms we leave
Gun barrel eye painted on her charms and eves
With bullet wound lust

She watched me walk bow legged down the plank
And had my back, my anonymous tank
Honour was blank in our winter of discontent
She punched rocks but her fists don’t bend
And her will won’t break

She left with peppermint kissed bruises
On rain drops for sick losers
Drunk in the gutter with a song on their lips
For these are the days when the honesty quits
She left them with stained palms

She spoke in tired hymns with the tongues of gods
It won’t be night until the hunger stops
Thunder drops notes of pity on the lifeless
She paints grey skies with light quips
When the sun shone brightest

She had a deadpan humour with an irony tinge
To the broke starved masses she’s the siren who sings
When tyranny rings she closes her eyes to see
An angel floating closer on a lighter breeze
With a duct taped halo

We don’t get along but we see eye to eye
She’ll greet with open arms when it’s time to die
But the days stretch seamlessly when we speak
And she knows that I’m afraid and weak
And that’s why
Mother nature wrote me a love song