Letter to an Author

Trapped in the trailer park that you were born in
With the vultures encircling your carry-on cadavers
All in your suitcase stuffed in the train car
That you have resigned to hang yourself out of
The river, the water, all sparkling din
With the matriarch insect redirecting larvae
All in your eye sockets, drinking the milk of your
Eyes and your stomach and spine

And it was here that I saw you, up on a screen
For a frame and a moment awaiting atonement
Amidst all the prettiest blues and greens
My goldaline, girl on the screen
And your spine shown through your eyes like heaven
And I saw it shrink and crackle in the sun
You taught me so much, from your home in the dust
You told me I should be someone

Someone who'd remember you
Someone who'd remember me
Someone who'd remember you
Someone who'd remember me

Caught in the stickiest sinew of spiders
Who wrap all their predators in holy godivas
Where snakes slip and slither through knots like the animals
Tie in their fur for illusions of sanity
All in the wings of a terrible avian
Taunting your jar from the view of an alien
Do you think the zebra thinks it's in the wild
Or do you think, like us, they're all just pretending to run
Away

And in the moment the animal grew to adapt
To the synapses stuck in it's stew
And the fire it burned all around us
I never lied when I said I lit the flame
Because I wanted someone like you

Come lay down beside my coffin
Sleep my darling for the flood will
Wash away the sins we loved and
We will turn to smiling authors
Of the haphazard world that were left with when
All is left behind
They will not remember me
They will not remember me
They will not remember me
Promise to remember me
They will not remember me
Promise to remember me

If the winters get cold eat my body
If the village gets bored sell my bones
If the fire in the stones or your heart starts to die
Then throw me aboard for the cause
Sweet communist, use me
To fuel your redemption
Sell me or my drachma for your resurrection
Just leave me a legacy
That's all I need for you to have done for me

They will not remember me
Maybe they'll remember you
But if you remember me
Then I will carry on
Then I will carry on
My memories will fade with me
But at least I'll carry on