Boyfriends - Wandernaut, Pt. 4: I Drank

Finger to lips in prayer
Asleep on the castle path I'm
Splayed out in faith to effort

So much to ask but only
Wind in the face of statues
Saws singing at the scaffolds

Jars winking from the windows
Half full of last week's rain the
Ambulance paints the far wall

This celebration will
Continue long after I have
Gone I've brought nothing with me

Power is concealment of the object
Makes me hate the products of honest hours
The defiant nature of this illness
Fated intervention to recover

The room the hall the wind the stars
The door the pall entails departs
The car alarms of spring and fall
The route

The wheel was lifted up and then down
It skidded and skidded to a stop
Sat under a heaving body black as well-worn rubber
Two dreaming eyes saw shadows cross a pool of light

I shall oversleep
Drown on rainfall in the rutted road

Written by:
Cas Kaplan

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