were you ever


she lies in bed and speaks to me
in place of self-repent
and sorrow the morrows’ yesterdays
of respite indispensed
and i’m blue the sky
the moons of never
bared to the winter
december
fingers grasping
ghastly skin disfigurements
a hand that holds the ghost of me
up to the eyes of heaven
here i’m tethered
to forever
while she feels
she’s been cheated
by a destiny of impedance
here i wither, dithered
in indifference
you lie in bed and lie to me
from a milieu of treasons
as true as hallowed escapade
the dowager of reason
and i’m deaf as blind
the son of no father
bared to the summer
a martyr
empathies needled
with a bitter recompense
a hand that holds my remnants
up into the light of heaven
here i’m tethered
to forever
when you yield
so conceited
were you ever what you needed?
when you falter
when you dally
through the wreckage at your feet
don’t you wonder at the wonder
that she’d bear to think of me?
ever-tethered
to december’s evil breath
when you fail
just to succeed
were you ever more in need
of reprieve
to beg for mercy?
when you’re drifting out to sea




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