Tell me tell me
Where did the light go?
This is the end where it all began.
As heart-break built an
Artist, who pushed it all away
For genius, a moment of glory, recognition
To burn in someone else’s being.
But now all the pages have been
Typed, the blood with which this **** was writ
Has long since run dry
And the solitary moments that once inspired, now lack
A special burn
Tedium has sunk the ship
/and everything more important has been lost.
This is beginning of the end
Of a being
Who hung from the rafters, legs reaching for the inferno, eyes without spark
Clinging to earth as a material corpse became
Too shallow to dissipate
Into ever-thinning air.