Mostly I want to have a funeral by the river
All your magic wrapped up in white sheets.
Everything I am now will be fastened around it tight enough
for you to finally be the one left breatheless
at the ceremony.
Even though you and I did not survive here
to dwell on this is the same as giving up
on the things that did grow during our estrangement:
a bouquet between razor wire, a few babies, a school of tomato fleshed fish
a God, a moment at the crest of the sea where the sand goes so soft it might swallow you,
a footrace over hot coals, a dance in ending in hysterical laughter and tears.
as we lay down in the impossible
to be buried beneath reality
say Goodnight to me and really mean it.
Say so that i can let you go
and go back to sleep
for the burial.
XOXO
What do you think?