Wisp

A hooded dawn approached me with the stink
Of sweat. Its mangled sinews bumbled through
The East. It spread cold, cobalt lips to drink

Down everything that was my friend. That blue
Mouth, always sucking at his sound. In night
I dreamt again of dirty wings and knew

That there would be no meaning for this light
No more sweetness that is not stitched by flies
And nothing to heal. I cannot rewrite

His melody. His breath is ash. This sky
Hacked up his being. Every atom spent
To further the addiction of our lies

And hollow prayers, and endless, stained descent
The axe man swings. He ends. Day has begun
Bloody and torn, and trailing my lament

His life lost shames a hundred thousand won
And if I could, I would cancel the sun



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Writer(s): Benjamin Power
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