I was us before

Petty voodoo dazzled you high

And pledged crooning nerves

For a slice of steel heart

My gavel fell mute

Under echos of bones humming,

Promising those purrs

Were the you that we hushed

I was us until

Awe boiled your blood

And wed sharp claws

To bygone spite and wrath

Upon a somber squint

At your serrated smile,

We decayed to jagged you,

Buried deep below grief

I was us after

Fresh life pet your soul

And fed you frail whispers

To mend our common wound