I always wished for you.
For the saving-
For the rescue
And the ride into the brilliant.
I wasn’t dressed in rags
But I still thought with my heart
And dreamt with the clouds.

And never realized the damp
Rot of weeds
Was so apparent.

The princes all showed up-
One by one
On the quest to find queen.

I didn’t fit that skeleton-
Or did too well.
I got the following steps imprinted in my mind
And the memory of ease-
Pathetic and sickly.

Never look too closely.
The stories are always as they seem
And I never realized
That the earth
Could still tug like that-
Beyond tides and moons

The end is always plain-
Foolish
When already
The princess is born dead.

I had forgotten you.
Like you can forget the rain
During winter.
But you return.
It’s expected
And still the surprise of spring
Is the same-
Refreshing and cruel.
Intermittent spurts
Of longing for something more
Or the ability
To return to that winters’ darkness.
Wrap me in your memory-
Ease the pain.
Gently, pour the rain over me
And being the process
This time without the
Stars in my hair-
Without the blindness
Of your smile.

Letting be
The corpses
That are the only ones
To still remember
That rush of blood
And madness.