Neptune’s Night

Neptune’s night, your birth was bitter.

Ink-eyed child, you,

Find another to kill.

With a drowning voice you rape my dreams,

The path is branch-crooked but clear.

I think you would float

Your hollowness bringing you closer to God

than you’d ever let me be.

You left, following the scent of petals from some other meeting,

Some other matrimony,

Some other life.

I’m left with eyes and skies oath-dark,

A kind of anonymous light you'd never see.

Will you die heavy, fulfilled?

Is it much brighter there?

Are they much sweeter?

Your spawn more human?

Did you sink?

I know the place but it’s filled with such black anger that I cannot

…Do you remain?