You stayed the way you went away
The seasons sky is setting late
I kneeled before the dirt you died in
Turned to ashes, bones, and kindness
Striped by wrist sized razor runs
And marked by memory lapses done
The constant flood of long-lost dread
I'm bathed in smoke, I'm drinking bread
Until my mind is clear of you
I cannot see you in my view
I ripped the...