Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Milo's song
There's the sound of rain
wheezing, broken ships on the shore
there's a smell in the air
it's death
and now it's wafting over me
every sailor
sounds the depths
of his own treacherous travels
I have found myself here
broken, breaking
shattered and sinking
there are nascent bits of memory
roaring through me now
all of us together
running in the sun
all of us unbroken
maelstroms of energy
piercing the world
I never knew love
until I saw you
never knew you could exist
but I digress
they never told me
you'd be waiting for me at the end
I wish they had told me
it would have made everything okay
it would have made
everything make sense
I'm slipping now
into the great abyss
hands like vices
are forcing me under
and dragging me down
I have water in my lungs
and tears in my eyes
this isn't how
I wanted to say goodbye
be a good girl now
be a friend
never look behind
never retrace your steps
because you might find me there
still
running in the sun
unmolested by care
still running
toward an unknown you.
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