Hyperion

Maybe you only love once and the rest is memory
This is the afterlife already—will you remember me?
You asked for illumination but it was lightning
I keep seeing your silhouette on the streets of kerosene
As graveyards of stars the streets of kerosene were lit by dead things
Exile in Elysium these are the night centuries
You arrived with the burning one before the errant moon

IN THE COMPANY OF LESSER MEN I AM DEAD AGAIN
DESIRE THIS DESPAIR BURNING IN MY RIBS AND I AM RUINS AGAIN
DESIRE BURNED LIKE DEVASTATION IN ME
RAPTURE IN MY RIBS AND I AM RUINED BY DESIRE AGAIN

Stars collapsed on the streets of kerosene light from exit wounds on the moon like a god of the inferno worlds you burned too fast and too soon heartbeats in the darkness suspended in this universe of dust yes I stood in the rivers of a luminous dusk neon beacons in the seas of fog you wandered in as an angel with severed wings
Meet me in the streets of kerosene
Light spilling from exit wounds on the moon
I was scarred by desire too
My afterlife suspended in this universe of dust
Yes I stood in the rivers of a luminous dusk—