Echoes Across a Bowl of Tears

Are the rocks underneath your pillow
keeping you from sleeping?
Are the ghosts at the foot of the bed
keeping you from breathing?
Is the voice in the back of your head
keeping you from hearing?
Are the words that we never said
Becoming…
Echoes across a bowl of tears — will we
Scrape the means to cross the bowl of tears?
Passengers adrift a bowl of tears — will be
A guilty vessel on a bowl of tears
Are the weeds underneath your window
keeping you from singing?
Is the lock on the back of your door
keeping you from leaving?
Are the hands on the back of your neck
keeping you from screaming?
Are the words that you never meant
Becoming…
In a frantic attempt to outwit death
We took our coffin ship to the water’s edge
Wild Beasts in pursuit
Wild Beasts in pursuit
Scraping the means to traverse the bowl
As we boarded our ships in guilty droves
Teardrops overflow
Teardrops overflow