how long has it been <br />since you last changed yourself <br />always running <br />from what you were <br />shooting glamours <br />into the thing <br />you desired to be <br /> <br />i remember <br />the blazing morning glories <br />blossoming grief <br />blossoming for you <br />i've been to that garden <br />often <br /> <br />now just <br />a face washed out <br />like old notebooks <br />after the rain <br />dreams and fears <br />washed away by neglect <br />just one more wish <br />to break the heart <br />and one more drink <br />before the drowning <br /> <br />i could say <br />that you'd never be alone <br />but it would be <br />a prayer to dead gods <br />so i put you away <br />like the love of <br />old friends <br />found in an old photo album <br />so young <br />full of life <br /> <br />i remember <br />when the death bird sang <br />calling sorrow <br />calling your name <br />a tune i know <br />too well<br /><br />alexandre arnau<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/inexorable-a-collabaration/
