I Will Write for You, Too

Of all we've taken on

Walked upon

Waded through

This one is

A desolate fuck

Mind-melting

Organ carnival

Lights upon a

Yellow cactus flower

Blooming just to fail

Desert standing

Unmerciful

Scorched and

Futile

I can never say with you

We conquer

That is too concrete

It's bland

But with you

We ride at a soft lope

Just a mark off of faded

Quiet but not silent

Always just a bit downwind

Of a fortune

A little short

Of the happy ending

But never caving

Or in a farce

To meet purity

I will never call you

My rock

That is too frozen

Too unforgiving

But with you

We stay entwined

Our threadbare allowed

To wash

In the light

We've carved ourselves

From a boiling

Waste line of

Fate and consequences

Into woven fingers

And daisy chains

You see

We joined

Ranks of the most

Peculiar

Time-washed and weary

Depths uncharted

By man or creature

Alike

And along the way

We've plucked the raisin berries

Despite no means to

Reinflate

You told me once

Never to expect a

Leaning post

Do not look

Your way when

I can't find my own

Because you have

A crumbling foundation

Built on sinkhole ground

You have taught me

That you were unaware

When you rose up

That I would

Sit alone

Along your side

But you—

You never give yourself

Enough credit

For your making

You can't see

How beautiful

You truly are

You asked today

If perhaps the universe

Made a mistake

With us

You know

Maybe it did

It thought

A game would be fun

It was empty a show

And would spin

A wheel of cat and mouse

At our expense

Nevertheless

I don't do well

With games

I am no corival

Funny that

Neither are you

Apathetic participants

Make for poorly

Clowns

So don't you worry

This is electric

Our pulse thickens

In its wake

And it will give up

One day

I'm watching you sleep

And in your breath

There is the same

Sweet cotton white

That opens from the

Tips of your

Fingers

When you trace

Along my jaw

It's drowning in truth

And in seeing

Some simple abyss

Of a grace that has so

Little pride

It knows not how to hide

From itself

I hold this in you

I will never need to

Pick you apart

Or survive you

I can see your gears

Your ratchet and whistles

I can taste your

Marrow when you

Kiss my face

Your heart is always

Beating at a rate

That should worry another man

But I know well

That it simply works

Over time

And through demand

Of all we've taken on

Walked upon

Waded through

This one is

A desolate fuck

Mind-melting

Organ carnival

Lights upon a

Yellow cactus flower

That will wilt

And decay into

Dog-hungry soil

Leaving us here where

We started

If we ever did

With you

We ride a soft lope

Over cotton breath

And into the spate

Of whatever waits ahead

You my leaning post

When I am

Tired and falling

Not knowing

How perfectly

Carved you are