| Lowly imps of pity swarm like buzzards in the sun
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| to lull me to sleep in my crib
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| I dream of you and then I dream of something else,
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| I lust to be lustful once more.
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| Recounting failures I have failed once again,
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| the kismit I cannot ignore.
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| Inside of this crater I have combed for days
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| for any small sliver, moments looped, replayed
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| I wanted to save you,
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| I haven’t the strength to save us both
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| I long to be near you, your ship is now miles out from my coast
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| I still get your messages,
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| no flickers of light will bring you back, what was almost blinding
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| fades slowly to black.
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| Alone, confused with a body I abused, silence, silenced by a monster in my
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| place,
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| defeat, passenger seat, driver steals my voice and wears my face
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| I wanted to save you, I haven’t the strength to save us both,
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| I long to be near you, your ship is now miles out from my coast,
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| I still get your messages,
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| they’re useless but mean the world to me, recalling my mother,
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| smiling down at the proud little boy I used to be
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| This river runs higher,
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| to all I’ve ever desired,
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| I washed up on purpose,
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| drowning on the surface,
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| in envy of what he became, a dying green star |