Prose Opaque

[Hannah Capps]

She was ghosting on a high note.
Like a halo from a gun.
She disappeared in smoke.
In the last light of the sun.
"Lose You" by: Noah Gundersen

Feedback loops,
Spoken tongues.

Star by day.
Bluff by night.

Pulled edges,
Crossed wires.

-We’re on fire.-

Crested,
Invested.

Guise,
In bed.

Crushed chests.
Weary heads.

Fools in the dark,
Electric line hearts.

Find my way.
Back to you.

Between myself,
and someone new.