water and salter

2010-06-28 | 12:02 a.m.

you were water
i was salt
i lost myself
i lost myself
you receded
for sweeter ground
i hung myself
i hung around

in the scrolling marquees
at the edge of the streams
run the grayscale debris
of our relative dreams.

i dont blame the rapt warder
of this systemless border-
who could cross such a
minescape of blatant disorder?

still its best to disregard
the omittance of our hearts-
when its hot we will strike hard
with ardor.