In Castle Dome - Ryley Walker

Rust colored

And worn in

Like a second hand boot

The heart has a home

In Castle Dome

Glass eyed

And frozen over

Like an early spring

Somehow you’ve never felt more warm

In Castle Dome

The door creaks

Like it did when I was a child

Falling too hard

On the leaning tree

In Castle Dome

Dry heave

The new handshake

But you don’t want to meet

Anyone you know

In Castle Dome

Dust covered

And blowing over

The grifter gifts so true

In Castle Dome

The heart has a home

Everybody

Everybody

Everybody sees me now

Everybody

Everybody

Everybody believes