We held hands on the last night on Earth

Our mouths filled with dust

We kissed in the fields and under trees

Screaming like dogs and bleeding dark into the leaves

It was empty on the edge of town but

We knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river

So we walked through the waste where the road curved into sea

And the shattered seasons lay

And the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease

In our cancer of passion you said

"Death is a midnight runner"



The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide

We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars

That wore like an antique wedding dress

The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn

As the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop

The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime

I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked

If you would accompany me in a quick fall

But you made me realize my ticket wasn't good for two



I rode alone

You said "The cinders are falling like snow"

There is poetry in despair and we sang with unrivaled beauty

Bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence

Of blue and grey

Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names

In the flesh of the city

The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the hirizon

And the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines

Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward

And somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation

Scratched into the Earth like a message