I have wrestled with sorrows
pried the coffins of a thousand vampires
to slay some dormant shame
instead we have dined
in torment and indifference
on scripts I can’t rewrite
but there were too many cases
to close by opening
and too much good
done and left to do
so I shuffled around for a bit
observing respects more than paid
‘til pride said hey there stranger
oh memory visits
in random reminders
just to check up I think
but I do not entertain
now dawn’s a kinda breakin’
on the long night out of control