from one of the living who doesn't envy the dead
although i am not hers
this is no defeat
in what we never shared
i will ever after linger
no pain can solve such love
these tears are lies
although she is not for me
i am bathed in victory
homage to an unknown poet
there is a
huge cold hammer
coming down at me
but this is not a dream
it is blind & patient
the edge is too far
to quite run to
this is more than its shadow
if we laugh
may it then dissolve away
but we still aren't laughing
this is still the same