Happy Together


Our time has grown tall and fine

Thriving weeds in naivete

And what of the maggots beneath that grasp at our heels?

What of the decay you hid from me?

The search amongst blades creating ghosts in my wake

But we never cared for collateral damage, we tore off our only wings to

Remind ourselves of our own mortality

You weathering in saccharine words

My death by recurrent fables

The shine is at my neck

Don’t discard the poison

Don’t leave me alone in this.