How do you splay heaven upside down?

Start tolling the bells.

 

It was sleeping. Talking.

Telling its demons something new in its sleep probably.

Could care more.

So I stayed my hand and listened.

Sat there for a while. A long while. As he breathed. In and out.

 

This is the silence that he brokered unto me. Told me stories of his failings and victories. 

 

In the end I wept and left through the window.

This is not my blood to keep.