where low waters sing
is an animal king
whose anxious heart quiets itself
away from the cruelty of love
tracing contour lines
tracking black into white
running silent and
on all fours
i climb to the side of your soft shores
and cache away a diving bird
in a shallow grave
a coin to close the lid
the toll you took
i hid
a heart that’s spent can still be saved
i’m on my knees
airships pass over me
when did it become me against them
shovels scraping the roof of the den
i held your head
yeah i stayed with the dead
i imagined our final stand
will it make me a better man
have no fear
the portal’s core is cold and clear
and this end opens wide
amid the fireflies
where i first dried your frightened tears
it’s okay
a single arrow can bend
and break
but a diving bird
is nothing but a blur
wild music
in its wake
