Away

I witnessed an orchard in flames. Golden poppies comatose on California roadsides. Our bodies poisoned by this life, we were chasing fallen stars in urban galaxies of streetlights. My homeland in flames, I ran away from daybreak. I witnessed a May moon hovering above the Motel 6. Shadows staked on jasmine streets. I was waiting to be rescued from grief. Katabasis, your god descended. Who would do the boring work of eternity? Who would return again to this grief? What a fragile faith—I can hear wings beating inside of me. Who will survive the grief of desire?

On my knees I begged that the wind would bring you to me 
When I look into your eyes I wish I had lived a different life 
I witnessed a god in the ghost lights, hiding from desire
Come with me beloved to get lost in the forest the trees won't remember this 
Nothing is sharper than grief, I burned under starlight
Wishing the wind would bring you to me on your knees
I awakened to desire this killing miracle of life
Desire burned like ruin in me: it was chaos but I was still bored
Every salvation perishes. I pretended you were worth waiting for 
I wanted everything to change but it was the same—it was the same—it was the same
Maybe I would also be forever lonely in your company 
Who would do the boring work of eternity? 
Again I was disappearing when Desire made a beautiful ruin of me  
The shepherds are sleeping, in your possession I vanished into dreams
Sunrise burning reminders of you in my mind, what fragile thing could survive eternity?
Grief is an impossible thing. The memory of you alone is an undoing
I witnessed a god in the ghost lights, hiding from desire