I’ve been on my knees
praying for silence.
Begging for an end
to all this noise.
Even the lightest touch
now seems like violence.
I know now
I didn’t have a choice.
I’m a hunter now
for hearts of evil.
I’m a lover of things
gone and passed away.
My memories
are superficial recollections
of a time
that only ever existed
in my head.
I choose my life instead
of listening to the voices
of the dead.
I’m not who I was
when this whole thing started.
I’m another creature
you won’t recognize.
When I arrive
you still deny the changes;
don’t believe the truth
with your own eyes.
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.
We were always
so sure
we knew what we were,
turns out I was
something obscure,
unseen and adaptive,
alone;
I never did find my way home.
Lost
and the world changed me so.
I guess you’ll never know
how far I had to go
to be a something,
anything,
like stars when they explode.
I am just a billion tiny pieces,
come together for an hour or two.
I am the universe
that pulled itself together
long enough
to find you
and now you say
that there’s no reason,
no point to it all.
I guess you’ll see
what happens;
we are anointed to fall,
but it’s what catches you;
who loves you most of all.
I’m going to be there;
at the bottom of the world.
I’ll be there
in the silence
when you run out of words.
I’ll be there when they find you
and you’re all out of tears.
I’ll be there
when the whole world
disappears…
HG – 2106
