...I am
left to wonder
under the spirals of
sleeping heavens as I
listen to the sound
of desperate
men
crying
trying to be free
Blood flows backwards
as reasons become irrelevant
and the purpose of fire fades
with the last drop of
whiskey
Surreal as it may seem and I will
never know why
but I am
staring at the man who
denied
he ever
cared...