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Isis

I am alone in here, reaching out my arms
To feel a brace
Branching out my senses
Looking away

It all begins and ends the same,
She’s watching me from the hall
And my feet are pacing
Circles
With a hand and a smooth move of her lips
Woman, with the skin of a child, the breath of life
We slide down in
To her room beneath the stars
Heaven,
Your backyard
And the same old fucking moon
Where I wished myself to death
The same old night sky
Where I’ve laid times before
Drunk off cheap vodka
And cigarettes
Contemplating purpose

Hands and covers shake
The earth still turns it’s circles
We are in the age of the fish
And soon
Water shrouds the earth
We hold our hands and breathe, our gills will come
Loving god
Bring us back to the fish
Bring us back to the hook
Line
And sinker
Back to the bottlecaps and time
Back to the red wine kiss
That was your lover
And back to our knees
Tonight, Apep wins and takes our golden father to the underworld
We are laying, watching stars
Through the dormitory window