Taxiderme - Deloris

Three brown chairs and a yellow bookcase

The fridge-light shines off the mantle-piece

Carpet squares under our feet

Keep us related while we sleep

Old silhouettes slaughtered encased in glass

Brief looks hold hands in a hallway dance

Notes ring out from a ghost ship band

These nights take so much longer to understand

Since you thought you had this beat

Since you carved off all the meat

Have I been the silhouette you look for

In your street

And you

You’re still smiling

Cause I haven’t told you yet

You’re brandishing those eyes

And I can taste my breath

Wondering how

The hell I’m going to say this

And I can’t believe I hear

Please cut out these foreign words

Patch them up and make things work

Surely we aren’t victims now of taxiderme work

Cause this was not laid out in plans

This is not all we had

Have I been the silhouette you looked for

In your head

And my favourite everything of you

Are the things that seem least like you do

And you

You’re still smiling

Cause I haven’t told you yet

You’re brandishing those eyes

And I can taste my breath

Wondering how

The hell I’m going to say this

And I can’t believe I hear

I’m going to miss you

My best friend

And I wish you were here