The comfort of understanding
That you’ll never be understood

Praying for the forgiveness
For being born

What is this surrender
That betrays the heart
Love too often uttered
By mere dreams
Only dreams

Does this jester soul
Cut the shape of you
Into this touchless entropic
Landscape

A single barren tree
A single winding road
A single barren heart

Praying for the forgiveness
For being born

unearthed from the wood
witnessing the light the bleeds into the soul of man

in the fragrance of earth and bone
I tasted the distilled essence of we

bitter and alone the blood wine stood
the tongue shuddered at the knowing

distant heartbeats roared
the fallen still laying there

at every crest
at every nightfall

and we
both abhorrent and beautiful
grew calluses and moss
crawling back amongst the wood

I…. the dichotomy
the brutal staggering darkened scarred poet
who cannot love that songbird enough

We are entrusted with a brutal existence
Left to reconfigure realty
In a way
That allow a few hours sleep….

my heart pours out like water
I am frozen in the time we had
and shattered by what we no longer have
my heart is melted
by the tears in your voice
I gave birth to your pain
Nothing I am…. can heal
I am the dust that the winds are blowing from your life

goodbye