will you come?
and grieve with me in the moonlight
mourn life that is fleeting in the bright night
for i am a shadow of the world
a decaying source of life
bound by lack of dimension

will you go?
and leave me here before the sunrise
where i can await a painless demise
for i am only an empty space to be repleted
a husk of something that truly is
what i can never be

and will you return?
over again each time i am revived
blessing me with you truthful eyes
for so long have i been a prisoner
to the wicked and contriving minds
of those who breathe hunger
and exhale lies

so, you see
as a victim of gilded oppression
and sickened orderly obsessions
the true question i reveal in confession

will you flee and take me with you?