Imaginary Friends

 I will tell you in the dark, that my family is now dead and gone 

No more home, no more wrong, 

No more place to keep running from 

Now I've found in my head 

All of my friends, come out to play 

Without eyes, without face, 

I let them dance – I watch them rave 

As orbs shine on their crooked spines 

Decomposed, they twitch and smile 

Ebon skin, grayed & peeled 

Shedding all with every spin 

In their silence losing dress, 

They breathe so softly on nape of neck.