There’s nobody here
At the bar at the church
The fire’s gone out
The drinks are on the house,
Literally – on the house
Blood sticky slick
Light through window grime
Holy books printed on flypaper,
On masking tape,
On cinder blocks..
People are talking.
Are you ready to hear?
Ready as an empty ash tray
to receive the ashes of today.
Have you heard what happened to Annabel Lee?
There’s no proof but people say.
You heard it before;
The most trusted name in news.
“People say,”