The Visitation

December 27, 2020

The dead
come to visit
at night
reminders on an infinite reel
radiance at the party
instantly transposes
even the rat
my tormenter
on the dumpster
I poured my life into
When sleep finally comes
thoughts of a stranger
empty spaces in beds
they all expose
the veil
so thin
Until the day
that I come
to visit the living