When ephemera glows in the cemetery like seawater on a hot day

See that stand-up guy

I was once in love with all the impressions of him

Now all I feel is this hole that feels so legendary

Oh, how epic that stolen love was

How momentary

The baby in the crib is not mine

But she's my cub

For now she's mine

As is this moment

Drowning

I am drowning again

I am sinking beneath the wave

Only where God knows and the lone gull flying overhead

We share our loneliness

Oh, I know this waltz so well

The wildflowers are like ice

They grip my face

This scream in my lungs

The degrees fall off the leaf

Sky meets rain

Rain meets sky

Meets my regret

This salt in my hands

On my lips

The sand on this beach

The pillar of this dune

Do you know who committed this arson

Are you the witness

Don't answer

Be still

Carry my heart to the guillotine

To the sycamore

Everything hurts

This memory hurts

The figment of imagination hurts

The illusion of the man now in Cambodia I once put first in my life hurts

I just don't want it to hurt anymore

I am flying solo into the sun

Melting fast

I give myself up to the rays, sunbeams and the light

And say goodbye to the cruel world

Once my life was brilliant with you in it

Once my life was pure, as another ex-soldier James Blunt now sings on my cellular phone.

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