to the extrication of

pulled me from the river

left me on the bank

hash mark on your cheek

and a crater in your chest.

the meteor flash left us

colder than before

but we were never wiser

than when we were not old

and everything amasses

a mile before the hold

where you wait to love me

and i wait to say goodbye.

a heaven for the hopelessness

a plague between your eyes

we are not yet what we were

a monsoon of reason

for your desert of faith

where all that you grew

was all that we ate

and alone, i have prayed

as if you were a saint

but all that you are

is undone.