monsters

The world is full of ghosts now.

ghost jobs, ghost books, ghost images

sightless, bodiless, they offer themselves

to warmth of our impulses chilled

zombies profess love and lie

with electric teeth and tongue

automatons thrill and impress

sweetness dissolves to emptiness

vampires drink the oceans dry

the songs of our muses, stilled

lonely, grasping, seeking a soul

I reach inside and find not one.

So, love the darkness, be at ease

there is no reason to run

face the monsters of our creation

of powers unthinkable and blind

the steps you’ve taken from the start

from here, all this can be undone

embrace the twisting gears to unwind                           

and offer up your killing heart.