I've Lost

Who rode time that night -
who knows what was fleeting
away -
who'd tell that the heaving darkness
was my heart
beating?

Strings did survive knots
and blood beat its clots -
vibrations fell and settled -
the universe in sleep
at last?

But I've lost what I've lost.

And I've lost.

Drowned into the Shallows

You have drowned me into the shallows -
and the ironies aren't bait to my mind -
I'm lost to thoughts but never out of love;
I poem it all and burn only Time.

That I loved you is what consolation?
That you know it does not have me secure.
Yet there is truly nothing better than
living by the death that you've brought me.

More of the illusions, I ask, do I
need a fiercer knife? Or a lighter...
to rekindle me, a cigarette
you had smoked but one full winter!

Living by the death that you’ve brought me...
That you know it does not have me secure.