Caitlyn Three

You just smile easy, know what to say, like a spirit released, a high heeled slumber, stones, wreaths, graves, make you turn and wonder, is it a coward's retreat, that finds no shape, but follows you the same, who has your number, when you say, my life's unencumbered, your insides screech, tunes jingle and play, will you live by the sea, roll in the thunder, forget the disgrace, stay out of trouble, find a certain conceit, allow it no grace, you're eager to squeeze, memories from your face.