Part One

Keep cells and finger and tastes
Apart.
Seconds upon second places.
Going backward instead of trying.
Molten rock could not move
Time to where
It should be.
Weighed down by the pretense
Of what life should be
Instead of the few moments
When it truly is.
Deception cold and raw
Makes the cries of screech owl
Impenetrable.
I knew more than you realized
The day you stole fourth
Throwing the stars
In my eyes away.

Oh, Sirius!
I come to find to find my place
At the feet of your throne
Renouncing all flesh and bone
That kept me tied to this earthy plane.
The smell of rain is all I long
For now.

We survived! We will rise!
The storm of torment and loss
Could not keep us at bay.
The scratching Hades' hounds
At the backdoor were just another
Mechanism for us to mock and remake.

I pause for reflection in this summer glare.
You were tied up to memories I never had
Like little land mines waiting to consume
The light growing inside of me.
Alas, you will suffer eternally
Whilst I find the magik to make it all
Rise to my whim.

I always knew the moon would
Eliminate competition.



Part Two

Oh, Sirius, we failed.
The stars did come down
Like shadows unto the netherworld.
Like harlots with blood on their lungs.
Like hearts aching for another tryst.

Tyrannical like love does not equate
The moments we spent apart.
The days we were left alone
Counting footsteps to another
To an other's chamber
To an other's hands.
What more can be said
Than the destruction of us?

We will fall! We will weep!
We will put everything in the shadows
To where I can no longer hear
You knocking on my window at night.
Hades and his dogs won.
Hades and his fire destroyed the simple
Characters you left in letters
I could never read.

I will ornament my arms with the words
You never said.
I will decorate my heart
With the syllables better left unsaid
But you murmured too often.

It has been too long to begin again,
My dear heart.


Part Three

Oh Sirius! We rise again!
We are the not a survivor
But a builder, a conqueror
A dancer of new art
A painter of love.
A giver of light unto the dark places
Where we always feared to go.
We have found the definition
Of the meaning behind our pathways and footsteps
A reason to our words and the sparkle
In our eyes.

06/21/2007

Posted on 06/22/2007
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