Questioning his behavior
He ran down the back stairs
To burn all of his leftover
Belongings in the fire pit
Outback closer to the ground
With the fish near the pond
An appetite for connection
Holding back the curse words
Fat chance for finding his way
Back up the stairs after
Years of caring with
Passion and fatigue
Tattoo me vividly across the wall
Take back love take back
The gifts in the eyes of failed
Spells and private alchemy
Blood before me
How many times was he
Dreaming as a child
Headrest on a turntable
When will love become
A fact of the matter
Is fated anesthesia just a
Casual experience or a
Basis for physical exhalation
Who’s the designated driver
Anyway?
Strolling to the gas station
Another bottle of liquor
Quickly no, quicker
Before we fall down
And our legs buckle out
Would anyone know
Loving someone so much
Could be so expensive
Before they signed up for
Aspects of what appeared to be
An indestructible flame
Too persistent to resist
What comes within us
Ascending that consciousness
And all the birds of tension
In the world flying
Off his chest
© GÄ
Poétique 