Dead Man’s Shoes by James D. Casey IV

I miss your wicked ways
Build it up
Wreck it down

Nothing left
Take my hand

By the river
Dancing alone
Cold with no music

Inside your head
The records play

Pleasing ghosts
Sing their song
Masked faces all around

Shuffle in
Shuffle out

We see the future
Thinking of the past
With Adam and Eve eyes

And you dance
In a dead man’s shoes

James D. Casey IV is a self published author of three volumes of poetry: “Metaphorically Esoteric,” “Dark Days Inside the Light While Drunk on Wine,” and “Tin Foil Hats & Hadacol Coins.” His work can be found in print and online in several places including Triadæ Magazine, Pink Litter, In Between Hangovers, Indiana Voice Journal, Beatnik Cowboy, Dissident Voice, Scarlet Leaf Review, Horror Sleaze Trash, Zombie Logic Review, Your One Phone Call, I am not a Silent Poet, Tuck Magazine, and Outlaw Poetry to name a handful. Links to his books, social network profiles, and other projects can be found here: http://louisianakingcasey.w ixsite.com/big-skull-poetry