PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

i am trying to separate

to tear the skin from the you

but the skin is music

and every song is a conjuring

i can’t listen to the ghosts or with them

but i am always drawn back

i can’t sing into their mouths

mouths without teeth that will swallow me whole

turn me into a pipeline

bedridden with all these psychedelic blankets

i yell out the window enough to be kurt cobain’s muse

sew banshees into my nailbeds

can’t tell if i want

modest animals or feral humans

interpolate the beat until i have made it something else

a song i have never heard

i yell out the ending to another story.

but is it an ending

or just a ceasefire.

Dear Chester,

The first time I heard you left

It put a huge void in my soul

Knowing I'd never hear your words again

Made me break down and lose control

And although you didn't know me

You inspired and you showed me

The side of you that's a part of me

The pain I felt in your melody

But your memory will never fade

You'll be remembered just the same 

Hmm, and no one else can take your place

And you should know this world won't be the same

Dear Chester,

I was a kid at your stage

But I have grown so much since then

And I still recall the crowd and the cheers

That amazing experience

And although you didn't know me

You inspired and you showed me 

The side of you that's a part of me 

The pain I felt in your melody 

But your memory will never fade

You'll be remembered just the same

Hmm, and no one else can take your place

And you should know this world won't be the same

And your energy 

Resonates with me

Set your spirit free

Set your spirit free

Set your spirit free

Set your spirit free

But your memory will never fade (set your spirit free)

You'll be remembered just the same (set your spirit free)

Hmm, and no one else can take your place (set your spirit free)

You should know that this world won't be the same

Dear Chester,

Dear Chester