Her feet were filed shards of glass
tip-toeing across a beach of RETURN TO SENDER letters
Each puncture a stab in the hearts of the loveless
Her eyes of palest nothing loved
Loved without reason or name or words to explain
But on this beach without
Played the children of failed abortions
Opened doors revealing only mirrors

She knew without a why
That the end had surrendered to shuddering consequence long ago
Light carried upon fragile wind
Devastates the civilization of paper
The elements play cards
With flushes of human hearts
A baby crawling across a desert
Can name the nature of contentment,
Hunger an embarrassing ugliness
Yet her biting world told her she was wrong
In the singular way of maturity

the moment
we fell in love
was like the moment when the darkness rushes to your eyes
after midnight goodbyes

the birds sing songs of sweet agony
begging, crying
for the end of expectations
end of the madness
the intolerable weight
they bartered with hell for flight,
air the illusion of weightlessness,
wings in exchange for terrible visions
laments cursed to sound like shallow song
they too are mute here