fantasticcats:

A Final Recap

A prayer to

the building that held me

with yellowed envelopes

lining the walls of a mystery

fluttering in verdant fans

A collage above a settee

Virgin print and egg tempera

Feathers dancing around a padded cell

The cold silver slab

where you blessed me

Cut pages + memento mori

The maze laid out below a saint. I know

it was you. 

I know your thimble

full of salt.

All the wayward shrines

that once were graves

Stealing candy

Stealing glances from behind a piano

Sharps and flats

Clocks and metronomes

count the loop back

Back to you

Black bird to you

I will not return

back to you

Back to your

coffin draped in gospels

and wrapped in thread

Music boxes and

tiny cathedrals 

singing broken notes

Like the sound of my fingers

flowing over metal waves

following down

the narrow path

into the dark.