I remember that night
It was full of light
People laughed
And I smiled

You walk to me
A shining smile
Ear to ear
A face of tall tales

You took my hand
I looked into your eyes
I was drawn
But then I realized

Your charm, your grace
I was almost entranced
But I knew clearly
This wasn't right

You're too old
I'm too young
But you tried
To force down your tongue

I cried,
Yes I cried,
You leave me,
"You're not mine"

You were too strong
I was too weak
You dragged me
By my pant's seams

We were in bed
Your fingers on me
But oh Lord
I make my plea

She forced me
She told me
No one would care
No one would try

Besides, I'm a guy
She's a gal
If we were tried
They'll say:

"Why didn't you try?
She's just a woman,
You're a fool,
A disgrace"

I'm not her man
I'm not a man
Just some boy
With a broken wing

She was my Lord
She was the Queen
Me?  Well...
Just a pleb

So it didn't even matter
Cause why not?
She's reclaiming the power
Her people lost

January 5th,
I walk to my room
Breathing in the cold air
For it will be my last

A rope around my neck
Tears in my eyes
I told the truth,
But they said it was a lie

Now I call Death,
Oh beloved Death
To take me
As her lover

The pain was too much
The insults too many
I'm a man
They say in envy

I shall never fly
I shall never soar
She clipped my wings
My lust, my soul

I breathe my final breath
Lord forgive me,
But after her
I know hell

You and I—
we feel,
we love,
we regret.
Yet we remain
the binding particle
of a formless self.

They divide us,
pit us against each other.
We found safety
for thirteen days.

Before dawn,
we felt the breath
that seeps through cracks
into minds like a narrow thread of force,
and the fog spilled out.

Above our heads, false stars
created by warm bodies
to annihilate
what passed through the gate
of a birthing woman.

We write words to conjure
happy endings
at the ball of extermination
that tears apart
the pulsing light
of a thousand veins.

Please sit with me
before you go
Do you feel it—
the mourning procession
of human beings
transforming into a state of fission
and drifting away?

And a sigh is so sad
of trembling atoms
when the victim becomes the destroyer.

Feel the force of the fall,
and do not shatter hope
even if the world
trembles to its core
because there is still YOU,
still ME,
and still

OTHERS.

You Talk, i listen.
That’s the way this works.

You ramble and You monologue,
while i keep my lips pursed.

i wonder if You’ll notice,
i haven’t said a word..

But you simply entertain Yourself,
and i remain unheard.

I wore your sores
I rode your pain
I stood by your side-
Even in vain

I’d be here for you
Regardless of anything
Even when you took-
All of me for yours

I held your breath
When it was too heavy
I grew up in your shadow-
Of damage

Nothing you do can take the hurt
You had me learn
You had me live
You had me feel

I was born to fail
Since nothing I do
Was good for your appeal