thrice do the floorboards creak
beneath your feet, eldest first
and every step is a wound
vitriolic and repeating
oh god, the tenebrous stair
spirals forth to the sound
of you leaving
by the intervals of sleep
i will fall forever, hymnal-red
through the ceiling
and all our dreams fade faster
in the folds of my memory
thinking of those eyes
one last time
wrapped around me