All you are is a lie,
dancing inside the fire,
promising eternal life,
all you are is desire.
Woke to an eagle’s dare,
tied to the firing line.
You caught me unaware.
Empty heart, empty mind.
The ravages of time
seem to have left your smile.
That fire in your eyes
has been gone,
now for a little while.
This is what is good
in the turning away the day.
You should have understood
and done this anyway.
I can’t follow you down.
I’ve got that altitude,
to see what you’re up to, now
and what you have to do
to be honest with you.
I feel the slow warmth,
of this kind of vindication.
You claim a certain position,
I see no indication,
that you’re here,
for the moment,
for the minute.
All I hear
is the problem
and you’re in it;
right at the heart of it,
exist because of it.
I’m no informed source,
but I think you love it.
There’s a certain
rhythm to change.
There’s a certain madness
in all of us.
I don’t,
I won’t love your enabling.
I won’t,
I can’t love you
and say good-bye.
HG – 2018
