Scraps - Kirin J Callinan

Here in my room

I dream my dream of you

I close my eyes and slip away

You’re still with me, I’m inside of you

Press on me

It’s no memory

It’s my dream

But you had a nightmare

Your visions were cursed

I don’t regret what I’ve done

You broke me

So I broke you back

Now you’re compacted with the scraps

I feel your ghost

I held your body

But you held Van Dieman’s hand

Deep in your green burka eyes you lie

But your body is still so raw

You’re a face in the curtains

The skirting on the wall

You had a nightmare

Now it just gets worse

I don’t regret what I’ve done

You broke me

You were a nightmare

And you were my first

I can’t regret what I’ve done

You broke me

So I broke you back

Now you’re compacted with the scraps of my Nissan

That I’m missin'