Down by the river,
just past the rocks
that the violent stream caresses...so fair as it flocks
to the cracks in the ground
that had swallowed my heart.
...you said that you had listened
to my sorrow in the ether, up by the mound,
and you followed its subtlest sound
and shone your gentle light
giving life
to a creature of the dark,
But you took it away, before I could make sense
So I withdraw deeper
into non-existence.