was it like you expected?

Vengeance is not my jurisdiction.

So let me escape your shadow once and for all,

and please,

let me go---for good. Energetically.

Longing is trammeled in my throat
Oh the honeyed years
Before I knew what to miss,
Untrusted, unspoken
I exhale its blue haze
Between the last note sung
And the first note heard.
You are the wonted dream—
The consoling ache
Wearing away at softened bones
With every wish
Unheard, unanswered
The stars are so beautiful and so cruel
Our untethered threads
Adrift in the firmament
Uncut
Yet untied.

Last night I had a chat with God
We used to talk much more
So I guess it was rather odd
that he knocked on my door

We spoke about the usual stuff
with lots of questions why
Some serious one's, some worth a laugh
some even made us cry

Our evening lasted for so long
but before God said good night
She said the answer's in a Bob Marley song
and everything's gonna be alright

And the visions
that once inspired
his mind
all died
in the killing fields
of his eyes.