As you dwindled on the pyre
Sparks flew higher and higher.
Then one brave spark came to me
I watched it flicker, it was all I could see.
Through my stomach it burnt its way
And I was filled with you and what you could do
The magic spark that your life was made of
Was the making of mine now.
I knew I had power.
You had bitten me in death
With your smokey breath
While your embers are still burning
I am already turning.
My sad eye is pressed up against the wall
I heard the nightingale’s silent call
Out there everything shimmers
You in the middle of a lake that glimmers
Flora and fauna and mossy roads
Faeries and pixies and croaking toads.
Water spouting out your finger
A thousand reasons to let me linger
Staring out at your bright world
Ignoring the fact that I’m being absurd.
Is it better to have a crack
Or does it just highlight what I lack?
Scratch it. Scratch it.
You want to.
Those cells are asking to be lifted.
Stop tapping your fingers on wood.
Let them do good. Here.
Lick it. Lick it.
Lap the curiosity away.
Swim in the swamp not the lake
I promise I won’t fake.
I don’t have to.
Don’t live with an itch.
Make me twitch.
I’m not a witch.
Or am I?
You’re thinking about me now?
I know you are.
I’m under your skin.
I longed for you through inky night and harsh sunlight
I called on the stars to help me.
I summoned the winds to bring you near.
My every thought was spattered with you
Scattered by you.
Your effervescent tongue had awakened every nerve.
I felt flooded by your spirit
Engulfed by your soul.
And then it stopped.
And you called.
This would be a good day to die.
No loose ends, I’ve tied them all.
Happy as a clam then
BAM I would be gone.
Would that be so bad ?
Today I feel I reached the peak of all I need
I reached the top . I dropped my bag.
How long can I stay up here looking down
At all the shadows of me .
Still climbing .
Their very nature will drag me back.
No. Today would be a good day to die.
I’ve reached the sky.
I might as well keep going.
It must be better than going back
Over fading tracks.Into heavier air.
I can’t. I won’t.
Oh but wait.
To live ! To live!
Surely that is best.
I have had a rest
Seen green pastures and crystal seas.
My hair has fluttered in the breeze.
I have reached new heights
I must stay and fight.
No not today. I change my mind.
Don’t kill me now.
I can bring today back down with me.
I can remember this sky from down below.
It’s not my time to go.
They say that atoms are mainly space
But mine are filled with you.
Every corner of me has made you welcome.
The caverns of once unused thoughts are full
And now I am dense…heavy.
You are wedged in the core
The tiniest,slightest pore
I brim with your blood and mine
Tortured but divine