with
water in my eyes i
see
the drier air and feel
the
green skies. you are my angel
in
abstinence and when we are
proclaimed
under these
falling
apart stars the interrupted
ghosts
will be demised.
we
will stubbornly stalk each
other’s
memories and forget how
we
fell into the aparts’ abyss;
a treble-clef lightning in
our broken together
eyes.
