eireann

and if the world died today
like a slowly withered rose drowning in air and gasping for water...
I think I'd take two deep breaths and go back to this moment, this second right here
where the world is two-tenths away from being completely secure
when the ice melts just right and the cup barely sweats to leave
2 distinct water rings on this lovely chestnut table.
twenty seconds until the meltdown
nineteen seconds until my world is gone into
the nightmares where you can't wake up
just two deep breaths and four arms, legs and three pillows and
one soul begging for absolution
one soul begging for the union to be unbreakable
one confederacy hoping for the end of sorrow
and we'll just play it quiet
we'll just hold out for three seconds longer
drowning in this moment
forever scorched upon our minds.