the dress that i was wearing
when i last saw you
is locked in my closet
i’ll take it out again
when the huns stop
marching in my mind
the higher you fly
the further you fall
i’d write 1000 words for you
if i thought it would
influence the colors you see
wherever you are
wherever you go
remember that i am
staring at the same bright stars
the same sad moon
as that melody tears through
my dreaded silence
please send word
even if that word is
goodbye
