Something JD Said - Mourning (A) Blkstar

If it’s a full rooms magic

I know the box was there, magic

I’d flee my body curio

To settle in sky

As the home of your eye sits still

Knowing me

Used to dwell in the gray of being

The silent partner the heart of art

Where delusion is your master

And the dollar is the whip

And your self-hatred be chains

The uttering of clutter

Rings like choirs attuned to disaster

Or mothers who curse prayers

And children who are fire

The mirror of their father’s youth

The pained awe a testament

Of knowing you for a time

For a time