In endless dark, I roam through time alone,
Chasing a love that time has overthrown...
I poured my soul into everything,
and still came up dry...
Blind slime abrasion.
Your unwelcome fruiting bodies...
It's been years
your hearse has rolled by...
Crashing through the gates of the mind...
Sing a song of finality
Of great endings...
We're both so different
Yet both the Same...
The holocaust in Palestine
And little children just dying...
I can't remember when I felt peace
Like a thorn trapped under my skin...
I still reach for you in the dark,
as if habit could summon a ghost...
One hand in his, the other waving
hello to the single-mother neighbor smoking...
Approaching the debris, this was not expected,
A large house beyond was more the right direction...