Beneath the landscape, stained of reds and golds,
Are roots still the veins of the earth in the autumn?
The air is dry and can no longer feed you answers,
Bare branches leak what little sunlight remains,
Casting shadows of skeletons on the ground,
A maple graveyard. The wind bites at your ears,
Filling every crevasse of your shivers.
(Come in under this blanket)
And we can watch the world die
While we watch frostbite tease fingertips
And watch darkness consume the light.
I will watch your eyes as you begin to understand the world.
Sunrise, sunrise,
Looks like morning in your eyes.
Sunrise, sunrise,
Couldn't tempt us if it tried.
"Sixteen sunflowers on the sixteenth year,
Didn't die for sixteen days."
-You were two thousand miles away,
But distance didn't keep words from failing,
And my breath lost when we met again in the airport.
Was there a world outside the two of us?
It was cold, like October, and I was numb.
Not knowing how to think
I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground
I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop this ending?
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space.
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