lost

cold fingers
splintered nails
clinging on to a cup
and a moment
slipping from life´s realm
like the coffee´s steam

aching back
and a crack in the wall
decay swallows all
faster still if you look back

filling a page
feeling sick
a blissless starvation wage
no flowers to pick

intestines burn
and the night is of ice
dead hours and no way to kill them
glee went abroad
home is covered in plight

splintered dreams
cold light
wrecked heart
so it seems

a fleeting beating in the dark
an echo closing in from the walls
a cracked melody entering my sleep

i can´t hear you
are you home?
i cut in too deep
i wind like a worm
i lost you
long before you were gone