We held hands
...on the last night on earth.
Our mouths filled with dust. We kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves.
Our mouths filled with dust. We kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves.
-
It was empty
on the edge of town, -
But we knew
everyone floated along the bottom of the river. -
So we walked
through the waste, -
Where the road curved
into the sea, -
And the shattered seasons lay,
and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. -
In our cancer of passion,
you said, "Death is a midnight runner." -
The sky had come crashing down
with the news of an intimate suicide.