I want I need
To consume, to control
To stifle the hunger
And silence the hole.
Ravenous fire
I spread forth and writhe
In wake of destruction
I leave none alive.

Hopeless poisoned
Precious one
The drowning's only half the fun.

Submerge, submerse
Sink deeply now
I'll close my eyes
And follow down.
In mud and muck
We'll sink and choke
We'll dine on fear
And purge on hope
And when our lungs
Draw deep for breath
We'll exhale smoke
We'll feast on death.

Quenched your thirst with nothingness
That final night we spoke,
Strangled by the Dragon's claws
Until your wristwatch broke.

It stained your lips, your fingertips
The membrane of your nose;
The queerest shade of mushroom blue
I'd ever then behold.

And were it not for breathlessness
That swallowed up the sound
I'd found the shade befitting of
The body on the ground.

As children, brave, you sailed away
More places than I'd go.
I followed each resounding path
And lived as your echo.

Motivation to taste the dregs
Of an oblivion
Was not a path I'd trace myself
Or follow where you'd been

I broke off, denied the blue
Before it stained me dead
I should have stayed a pace behind
To share the way I'd tread

You're Peter Pan at twenty-two
And nevermore a day
I watched the stars up in the sky
And saw you sail away.


Your wristwatch, though broken
Still clicks on in my head
The last place that you're breathing now
In dreams that grace your stead.




I never could quite come to tell you
I dreamt of drowning in one ocean
For the rest of my days.