You were the devil. I knew it before you did; And I was St. Mary With clouds trailing behind me. I gave you my virtue
Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.
I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.
I wish I could tell my brother That I loved him, But the words are tight in my thro… And I’m a coward. I wish I didn’t say “thank you”
I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,
Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.
Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,
Things I wish I could say Would be I miss you, I love you, I want to be with you,
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
Listening to you sleep, I’m in grace. Each breath a prayer. Every rustle a litany. You don’t know how loud you are
While you were gone, My childhood dog died. I wept for both of you, And I felt like a corpse. While you were gone,
Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.
I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.
