If he was just the same as you
the decision wouldn't matter
as much as it presently burns
standing in the ashes, silent and single
Would you
ask me what I would say
already knowing?
Already watching my steam rise in the rain
beyond the windows

Flick the flame.
**** you.
I'll **** me.
Revelers of temporary
It's all right,
okay?
Up and shot me--
Didn't need that vein, anyway.
Punctured and ruptured,
expecting me to drown

and with what blood to bleed?