Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Noose

I wanted to pull your halo down,
But not watch it slip around your neck
Only wanted to bring you back to me
Except you hovered
just inches above the ground
instead, Such a mess.
I cant stand to see you drifting,
swaying every so slightly from side to side
I couldnt reach the knife high enough
to cut your halo to lower you down.
I couldnt reach you anymore.
I could only turn my face into your palms
and kissed your cold wrist
And cried myself to sleep under your
dangling feet