to middle of lake
The burn swim
where echoes breed,
and return to die

The quick dive to
humid underwaters
of held breath
and silence.

How do I tell you, save me?
How do I say it without words?
How do I manage without drowning;
Without me consuming you

No one ever bothered to listen
So I learned to suffer silently
Everything eating away everything
I had to be strong because no one else would

But for now, would you?
Be strong for me?
Will I ask you to fight battles I grew weary of fighting?
Will you still be with me then?

Circadian and clicking, the time comes alive
Time dies in thine endless river, but, where I have coexisted
In this wine of learned place sand and somnambulant sorrows and radiant summers
The sparrow in the rain among the Rastafarian posse
Left the one in the grass in the spring
Without a parent of the grass in the nest
Hopeless soul of the grass in the resonance
One with the universe and pressing grass in the rest
Confused by opulence and riches and pass in the fall's leaf and grass
Researcher of the alchemy and the scion of the grasshopper wings and the lessons learned
Grasshopper on the grass preys on the night and some pestering winds
Reconnaissance the reeds and wattles of the fuliginous underwaters