The stars have gone out and I look at the distant shore hoping for some sort of crazy meaningless distraction to push me away from your sapphires and mouth smiling wide I want to float into the stratosphere and forget you went dark and I was both dammed and ****** trying to crawl out from under the wet blanket of your silences onto dry land I will always want you poison sweet and tempting like the flower Persephone knew she shouldn't pick but did anyway like the pomegranate she ate that bound her forever.
I am unsouled.
I am unsouled.