Imagined Life
Eric Howden
Lately you've been gathering fragments
Pictures, anecdotes
All in the hopes
Of substance quieting echoes
Ghosts who've kissed your hands
Then cut your throat
'cause maybe then her love could sleep
In autumn starlight
Cold and deep
But still the bombs drop every night
Imagined life
Honing these questions
Like sharpening knives
Lined up like x-ray machines in my mind
A man in a room
And a girl in the sky
Why can't you just try?
I'll stay silent if you want me to
Swear i've never hеard of you
No one needs to know
I'm just an apparition who
Fatally imagined you
Motives of my own