Apollyon

After you left

I actually listened 

To your absence 

It sang to me

Of love wrapped 

In lies and subterfuge,

Of those hearts 

Who bled screams of betrayal, 

Of those limbs

Lost to a dead weight state,

Of your mind 

A beautiful creature in its own right. 

And then it sang of you:

Your voice, your hands and your eyes

A summation of desire

All stolen from those you 

Destroyed. 

You will carry them. 

And we shall carry you 

Like the devil on our shoulders.

Thy kingdom come. 

Thy will be done. 

Till we ourselves lie 

Broken in contempt. 

Ever since you left 

I’ve listened every day 

And your absence takes

More space 

Than you ever did.