Halo

I've taking the time

I've braided my noose

With eager, with choice 

 Hand over hand

With only this voice

Only this noise

With only this left

And starved of what's right. 

The unborn tingle around my neck 

Comforts me like an electric glow, 

this halo

And why not? 

Better to be remember for what I could have been

Rather then what I am!

Some of us must swallow our future 

Let it break our teeth as it borrows it's self further inside

As we rot away 

As it's justified

furloughing this prison  

As I said...

I would always die here

with her in the meaty parts of my heart...

A disappointment for much too long though not far to linger. 

They will say...

He took his time

He took his light

With meager, so rejoice  

Hand over...

No more voice

No more noise

This is only right

When there's nothing left