That…

Something is started, drown and unpolluted, missing, forgiving, trying to forgive.

Sinners had the chance, bliss, no otherwise

Knees and prayers

never in count

taken words, unrewarded

punish, fate, the lack of itself

if there is a phrase to remember when my shallow head starts to speak

is that I’m no longer me

but only, lone myself

despair

desire

deflected malice

the marbled shine of your skin

undetected

sweet, as the tender words

which we used to lie,

lie about,

lie above

a love, a dagger

what’s the difference

then, my head

repeat, repaired

instead of mind

do not stand,

I must leave

must lead

must love

and dissappear…