the veil lifts to reveal what’s hidden behind a translucent curtain

eleven faceless sad souls without whose tired hearts lift limply

hidden in plain sight these are the silvery shades of desire

haunt me haunt me draw my dreams tug my strings

your symmetry frightens me as much as your heavy silence

i’m on the floor writhing as the eleven stand motionless and blue

haunt me haunt me draw my dreams tug my strings

bhagiti 10.23.07 perrysburg, oh