CORNERS CAGED

scraping reflections from this mirrored thunderstorm
collected minutes stored ,
piles of disgrace - 
drifted pain pinned into collections
each spills tormenting into cheap wooden floors
numbered meat setting sail on touring indecisions

i follow silent in scented lust
each torn step,
each item disguised,
each disappointing legend,

gaps restrain from forming chained to haunted eyesight,
she spent days crowned in passing corners
decorated hatred draped flags of creeping disgust
my useless attention swallowed
lover in this crafted plan

anothers execution-
yet i carried the full indifference
hung like some misted bracelet

i keep time in a Kitchen Appliance
blended from different years
that switch in cryptid hidden

afraid he wrapped the walls,as covers around the fragile ending
his corner was weighted ready,

but the reflections needed to be collected
the piles resurrected-
disgrace,grace and broken bones
he got lucky 
but never saved

IN THE CORNERS