Sky Spirits

more than you will ever notice
my games insight will not
care at all when the day is done
my fire dying to embers incomplete
dressed up like little dolls on the shelf
lackluster joys given to maudlin endings
aforementioned in the great dance
to sky spirits lacking meanings
demean feel the alive slip between cracks
show of hands to the ceiling crumble
done trade down and over
difference of all more than
you will even notice my perfect
ghost sense crying and dying aloud
crowns careful to hide the horrors
you present on pinpoint needed
gave my all never made a difference
my games insight at the
lackluster maudlin joys intoned
in the great dance to sky spirits