For Amber Leigh by Andy N

Getting on top of her
Mapped in the borderlands
Of the night,

Hollow with their words,
Buried in fragile aftershave
Appropriated beneath skylines

Divorced from reality
And when that didn’t work
Tried dragging her off

Steeple high
Like grey transparencies
From the past
Swapped to now,

Carouseled in Justice
On a girl barely
more than a child,

Blotted among harsh whispers
Sleeping below the moon,

Far beyond the ivory towers
Getting taller and taller
In the dark.

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