Losing

Pictoria Vark

Compositor: Pictoria Vark

Losing my mouth
My fingers break
You were every dream
A quiet mistake

The power runs out
The water runs thin
I know it's time
And how to begin

I spent the last of you
On groceries
Easier to curse myself
Than a faceless enemy

Your spot in my home
Softened by dust
An ashy microphone
My heart made of rust