Cold Water Flat

Dull & numb, null & dumb
the spiders in our pages
the dust inside our dust.

This back & forth
like a man possessed,
always that haunted look again.

Cold water dreams
in our cold-water flat
another fever, waiting to pass.

Let us compare our visions across the night sky.
Let us compare mythologies to see where we begin.
Let us compare our dying lights,
then lay your bones down next to mine.
If we are ripped from this earth
let the heavens come tumbling down
lost for good, if not forever, and ever,
amen.

Advertisements

Tags: , , , ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: