Why didn’t he return?
This becomes the question,
the faint heat;
Why didn’t he make it?
She radiates fire;
He becomes unreachable,
futile.
He never arrived.
She is throwing whispered
rhymes across the afternoon,
burned, trying to summon courage,
but failing. She no longer wakes.
He Is Not Coming Back.
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
Why didn’t he return?
This becomes the question,
the faint heat;
Why didn’t he make it?
She radiates fire;
He becomes unreachable,
futile.
He never arrived.
She is throwing whispered
rhymes across the afternoon,
burned, trying to summon courage,
but failing. She no longer wakes.
He Is Not Coming Back.
Words used were taken from Doerr's All The Light We Cannot See
