skeletons

Trapped in a strait.
Undated, and inundated.
Words are my mixed tape,
to our formless shape.
Shaman acres,
shame and papers.
Rhymes listed for reading later.
Sacred maker, saviour, creator.
Don’t forget me, save your data.
Never bitter darling, you’re my heart,
It’s crushed, like death’s petals,
An orchid dust.
All wrapped up,
Extinguished hush.