I studied the shadows on my face,
Looking
As if I had just remembered
Your hardly parted lips
And glass eyes that breathe
Erasing me with ease,
Looking
As if you had just remembered
When your teeth fell out
And your skin crawled
From the softest birdsong.

It looked at me
Bearing heavy disease,
And limped away.
Like how the saddest droplet of hot wax
Crawls from a white flames strange beauty
Falling to a shadow
Where it cools, sadder still.