I'd love to love you, but - How the static used to glimmer On our in-betweens
You run behind the high buildings Sleeping off dreams in a stranger's backseat You walk toe to toe on fountain edges While the weathered green children, Stately lions and long-dead Greeks Spout water to the sky, Not theirs but channeled as if Marbled sentences carried out permanently
You look to the happy pairings Entangled arm in arm like ***** Scuttling up the many streets Living advertisements for human harmony You see yourself and me similarly arranged Then cloud coverage as always Shadows strike out the flight of fancy My ghost, the first to leave You turn your head to sunspots Silently bereaved Make it like you haven't seen
You go back to your old haunts And you ply rationale with drinks Just as your idols taught you That's just like you That's just like me
You will be the death of me; I will be the culpable one.