You're so beautiful when you tremble; i just couldn't bear to see it. hypnotic in the way your eyes flicker--please, let me hold you before your skin unravels and feeds this ravished earth. it would think once, not even one more time, before swallowing your immobile face, a welcome intruder in this household mausoleum. you were not wasted in flames, never remember in ashes above bottle green waves. ever-present beneath a tombstone, sifted between grass and clay, you will forever be the one who keeps me standing. my unbuckled knees a memorial to your strength and memory. don't remember me, no one cries in heaven because it means only raindrops on forgetful grey days. i never would have loved if i knew i would be loving only mud and moisture one day. rotted wood holding crumbling stone. cradle me, this earth renders me an infant, swathed and nestled between terra firma and atmosphere--my bedtime playmates with sweet baby's breath. this is better than any greek myth, but oh, my namesake is just far too tragic. fateful ariadne, abandoned on an island moored by loss and unwarranted affection. cursed without her thread to mend, you kept all the loose ends carefully tucked away. i am your twin in neediness and collapse, with minotaurs in our closets and salt water in our eyes. it stings to hurt and feels too good to think of how right you were 'the earth births us sweet catastrophe, a predestined symphony of pain.'
