wishing star of yesterday

inca flower, 

my new visionary prayer

in after worlds

we listen carefully

to a legacy thought, our vanity's cloth

trampling feelings of something lost

from a bare emptiness,still spinning against the earth

to give you 

a sweet nothing more now, at all cost

i've always seen

not to learn

i've always been

not to recall 

do you shared your beauty

only to move us into here ?

- to where 

the fourth wall is no more 

lean outside, 

hark the reign of melancholy 

awaken 

perpetuated suddenly

by this strange morning 

bird choir

 

wishing star of yesterday

would i follow you now?

 

-  into north east, they say

a rain dance to overcome 

and pour out the forms

of a passionate road snared 

with storms

where they gather 

grimly faces to beware

in all their garnished thrones

 

for today 

i'm nobody

i'll carry the shape

of your innocence 

with me

i'll drink you

to take you 

on my mind

i'll write you

to send you free

but i'll get lost

as the moon dust

shining

along 

the willow trees.