birthday kiss from a dead girlfriend

if you could have seen her

dressed in white

shinning in light

as though with the gods

if you could have felt her

as i did

you would have sworn it was real

you would have sworn

she was still alive

she sat on my bed

and

she said

lets sing a crippled song

together

i opened my eyes

and she was gone

my ears are still ringing

still hear singing

calling me past the veil

of worlds

and when i come to rest

i feel upon my breath

a phantasm of kiss

whispered upon this rotten flesh