Howling Book

Another wailing wall

A slip, a fall

An emptiness that holds it all

I know it blinded

A star that travels into holes

To get a sense of how it ends

It’s better than to shine uncounted

Is this my howling book?

Is this all that you took from me?

I wrote it as a way to say...

Enough

I wrote it as a door

To take you away

So far away from me

Another page to turn

A word, a space

So many feelings with a face

I know it blinded

Another soul you sold

To try to feel

It’s almost like you thought me real

And so I vanish...