been dying to try
something
and then the moment came
it was right there
for awhile
for eternity
it was a song

our hearts in the air
the waves found our ears
and soaked through the bodies
in the room
lost in the moment
lost in song
i traveled nowhere

then
your
eyes
knocked
me
down

from my flight
i lay on the floor
sobbing for when


i'd been dying to try something
and then the moment came
it was right there
in the fog
in the rain
it was you

lost in the moment
lost in your eyes
i once was lost

and i carry this, it's heavy
a weary blue-eyed soul,
but no american atlas story
a gentle serpent's hiss
not a prince's serenade
and i've lost all the pens
to write your name.

hand in hand
we ran behind
cars filled
with
all
our
friends

and

arrived
at a flat
filled with all
of nothing in it.

dust we'll go
maybe days
sooner than the others
but tracks betray
our ago birth

bitter we are,
bitter as dust.
and nothing
can grow here
either.

only water
is our tears
we chased
we followed
to
our
des___ation

so she stands in front of me,
still as her offer
hand outstretched
reversing fruit
i dare not taste,
i'm long past deciding


see, you and her
so intertwined,
so opposite,
you carry seeds in your palm
questions that feed a lifetime.

mother fate is in your mirror
she holds a needle in her hand
i write the word "intertwined"
in her eyes
my pen is weak,
my soul, not strong.

the longest half mile
side by side,
each step a tear
and stride a sigh
my left shoe, repentance
and penance on my right
i walk down sidewalks
of words and silence

i thought i'd left it
another night ago
on a ten-mile run
in a sleep of crying
but it came back fast
true as an arrow
the pen proves
my quick is no match

there's not enough tears
no number of sighs
to bring me out
of where i've tread
the longest half mile
i'll awake from
to find my self walking
again.