'Sadness is upon me'

Slipping away
slipping away

moonlight
flames

beyond the bay
we are here
we are nowhere.

Faces once adored
twist with age
striated, ancient:

there should be
summer,
children singing

fire in my belly

This is here
this is there
this is no where

hope melts
in the half light
where heat should

shimmer.

Alone again
we are here
we are there

we are nowhere
a see saw of
uncertainty.

It leaves me
reckless
wanting to

maim & kill:

it leaves me
hopeless,
begging

for certainty.