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A Heart and A Camera


A heart and a camera lay on the floor a heart and a camera behind a door an old Kellogg phone hangs on the wall a ghost lives alone only the past calls a torn paper body in a white dress being dyed maroon the demons digress a flame lit in a hand wind cracks the pane glass turns to sand time passes so slow disastrous rage sages' temples fall a veil is placed over the rubble glistening autumn leaves float through the air covering the ground no seasons to spare moon sings the tides ever changing in the night a life's essence fading the ghost finally fades with one last call hand prints remain forever more a new smile dawns the future's tall crystal prisms fill a new sunrise starts
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