They Meet
Running. Always running
through this maze, plagued
by ghosts of lovers, mistakes, loss.
When I destroy one, there is
another. Always another.
"I do not expect my fingers
tograze the sky," Sappho said.
But I did not expect to be buried
under MInos, in his labrynth
losing my ternary lives.
I met a girl like me.
I met a girl haunted like me.
I am Hell and she is the sun
running like me, with me
chasing the ghosts now blue.
Running. Always running
through this maze, plagued
by ghosts of lovers, mistakes, loss.
When I destroy one, there is
another. Always another.
"I do not expect my fingers
tograze the sky," Sappho said.
But I did not expect to be buried
under MInos, in his labrynth
losing my ternary lives.
I met a girl like me.
I met a girl haunted like me.
I am Hell and she is the sun
running like me, with me
chasing the ghosts now blue.