Liese within a memory lies pulsing
Lonely dreamer, brain suctioned raw
Burdened memory set aflame
The eyes a ghost child forever wandering
Beneath the dusty slivers of existence
Collecting sparks of colored glass
Beneath the train tracks
Harrowing slices within her heart
Here, now, in overwhelming memory
A pill to numb, a pill to breathe
To be within the realm of conscious time
But how can she be?
The mirror reveals an empty shell
And she plummets into the Forest
Of Forgotten Dreams
Fleeing from Death in the window
The curtailing incision of walking in a room
Of sordidness and stunted longing