Nevertheless

One day I will forget your wings,

Your happy smile

when you fly;

One day I will forget your eyes.

But first I’ll die.

Silent

Crawling crawling in the grooves,
Distant distant distant hooves,
Creeping creeping creeping blight,
Silent silent silent night.

Shiv’ring branches, mould beneath,
Sabre whispers out of sheath,
Muffled thumping, wheezing breath;
Silent silent silent death.

As stars

forever punched

in lightless sky,

My ashen love

for you

can’t further die.

I draw my sword.

In broken mirrors clad,

I’ll slay the night

to hide the stars

instead.

I sauntered past; I had a farthing.
He sat alone. I asked him why.
He said: ‘Today I’ve eaten nothing.
‘I obviously plan to die.’

I cried: ‘But death is so sinister!
‘Let’s go and eat! It’s me who’ll buy.’
He smiled and died that very instant.
A rainbow darted to the sky.