Love

little skeleton 
 
i can bark like a dog and wag my tail 
we see me paint the walls in graffiti 
i put the writing on the subway wall 
do you hear me when i greet you 
when you come down the stairs 
to read what Daniel saw written 
in a place more real than relative 
there the words shun of money taken 
and money gone 
and who do you serve? 
i am a dog and i bark like one too 
i have a little skeleton 
how about you? 
flesh fills a huge role 
the cleft of what you got used to 
cut out of your comfort 
see 
it is not at all so overly bloody 
verily 
the wound, the limb, the friend 
when you cough and the pulsing place 
becomes quiet, you miss it 
when you go out on a limb 
you never had, you find it 
the friend that is gone 
now appreciated 
you wonder what love is 
if it is so detestable to share it 
you need a key to call it 
discomfort 
 
i give you phantom love