sloth – Bytes of a Vampyre

And the Stars Whispered

stars whisper
snow twinkles respond
trees slumber

I looked upon your face again,
I saw the face I loved.
I saw the person I no longer knew.
I closed the door.
And that, was that.

Do clouds get lonely? Do they weep,
When they stray from the storm?

Does the dresser drawer squeak
To mourn the stand from whence it was stripped?

Are the fish missing their chums
If sharks attack to split the school?

Sheep will bleat, the wolf will howl,
During detachment from their flock or pack.

Loneliness creeps in and settles like a fog.

Rise and fall, rise and fall, rise and fall
Her chest should be like an empire — rise and fall.
But lungs no longer expand; no heart beats.

Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
The heart-drum should count off the cadence.
But no pulsing thrum, no sigh of exhalation.

And yet, I thought I saw her breathing in the mist upon the glass.