Leaning silo

Be our leaning silo
let us fill you with the memories we keep alive in our closets
heavy with others' scents
let us breath in our past lovers
let us breathe in images of dusty summers
and the warmth of a grandfathers knee
and when we reach the placid memories
the gaunt and empty
fill yourself
fill yourself with life
these lives
these lives
fill until it threatens to tip
and pull at your very foundation
because knowing a world's worth of sensations
is overwhelming
letit overflow and with it we will know
to absorb what in it was yours
we the field you stand in
we are the creaky floorboards
and cloths dampened with chloroform
lulling you to sleep
we will drain ourselves
we will drain you
and we will sleep...