we shall go here

bring colours
blue flooding sky
pale raging plain
in your sick demise
it all sinks in reverse
this love: the beauty of nuclear vision
come running. come running boy
boy come running
like i died in a softer place
than this.
let go
of misspent years to fall
like stars
revving faster, you to i
ten thousand winds. crashing !!!
to find a place alive
in me.
for now, sleep
has been kind to
the starry eyed...
and you, you bring
my reality.

(back to me)