You're in love with a brewing storm,
ready to burst into hot droplets
and scatter lightning in every direction,
unable to control the strikes.

i took a solemn, slow walk down the
sidewalk in front of your apartment
and i saw her,

intimidating at first but beautiful
in black lace,
Death,

sitting in a bookstore skimming through a book about Life,
oh they were an inseparable pair but
oh she was magnificent

but after contemplating for some time
i realized that in order
to be truly happy,

i must meet her.

i don't
know you anymore; i

i am

pink sky,
     red-tipped flames
i cut the forest in
you.

how do you
fade? doves
sink into a red sun

pale,
aberrant in a sky of
memory.

i think you ride
on the wind:

colour the dark
climb the edge of the sun.

i left the window open
     for you.

swallows fly in
fractured patterns: i stared
at the canopy

i bellowed your name
and sobbed; my dog
licked my face

faraway: i know your voice
rumbles with music.