Empty Vessel

I’ll see you
When you emerge
From the dark, cold lagoon.
I’ll find you
When the blood starts
Coursing through your veins once more.
I’ll touch you
As you run
From the whispered monsters of the night
Don’t fear it:
There is no time.

When your screams turn to dust
And the tears fall away
And seep
Into the dry, cracking Earth –
Don’t waste it:
It will consume you.

You could tell a thousand stories
Of agony and fear –
Don’t waste the ecstasy of sorrow:

One day
You’ll be praying for the tears to come.
But you’ll be barren.

SJL: 14th December, 2003