Black Killers

White Killers

No almost

Black Killers

that's it

that's the answer to everything I've been thinking

(well what have you been thinking that led to BLACK KILLERS)

(where did it start)

Let me think about the beginning

(yeah)

I don't know how it started

I suppose it started

with present memories disappearing

and ancient memories reappearing

reconfiguring

in the comfort of the bedroom

eyes hopefully covered

On the queen sized bed

logically

chronologically

pausing at faces

praying for each

thanking each for their lesson

Forgiving each for their tresspass  

Adding up the loves and losses

until the threshold

at last

hours in transit

 questions

 possibilities

disconnecting from memory

Disconnecting from faith

disconnecting from hope

time untold

books open

(too late to read)

passwords tempt

(but how did we get here)

we don't know

we're here

we're happy

White killers is the password

no, no not quite

Black killers is the key

beyond the word

and then it is morning

All is forgotten

except for the key

Black killers

who came from nowhere

and put my aching bones

to shallow sleep.

Remember black killers

Remember black killers

Release the rest