I Bend and Fold

Don’t
You never saw the black wind I see
The blood red day dreams of waiting around in a casket for something
I’ll let the past cover you like a blanket shaped to fit your body parts
But your ghost still shows and like your shadow
I can’t help when I bend and fold
I let my back bleed out from the shape of your paw print, round
Day dreams to days, I’m in a casket waiting for something