Perhaps
the time I saw you...

...a maelstrom
curses...

The birds flock
in the brisk October sky...

Rise, then fall
surge and flame...

Just tell me
who you want me to be...

my lips
are dry like bones...

Today I am empty
all I hold is...

What is it
I'm afraid you'll see...

I am soft and wide
like hips that have seen childbirth...

I'm crippled by
the pain, and fear...

Hold me
like I'm broken...

Envelop me like a current
as the sunlight falls to pieces...