Raz
Bluelighter
standing on the bridge's edge
nostrils filled with the scent of rust and shit and failed dreams
one train of thought runs beneath all others;
i will plunge deeper than the water's surface
deeper than the air
deeper than my human heart
my lungs will fill with ice
and my tears anonymous drops
will add to her sorrow
and for me there will be
no tomorrow
the world will wake without me
the sun will still shine
the moon still rise
and fall
but while you greet your days
i will be with her
i will be with la mer
and it will all make sense
in a way that nothing does now
and you remember reading
that people who attempt suicide and fail
always say they changed their mind
as they fell towards her embrace;
her knowledge too much
and too sad
to hold;
...
and the wind cries for what his sister is about to receive.
nostrils filled with the scent of rust and shit and failed dreams
one train of thought runs beneath all others;
i will plunge deeper than the water's surface
deeper than the air
deeper than my human heart
my lungs will fill with ice
and my tears anonymous drops
will add to her sorrow
and for me there will be
no tomorrow
the world will wake without me
the sun will still shine
the moon still rise
and fall
but while you greet your days
i will be with her
i will be with la mer
and it will all make sense
in a way that nothing does now
and you remember reading
that people who attempt suicide and fail
always say they changed their mind
as they fell towards her embrace;
her knowledge too much
and too sad
to hold;
...
and the wind cries for what his sister is about to receive.
