do not ask of me
to see you
for you are lost in a mirror
your sweet eyes no longer sigh
as what’s left of your dreams
can make a mad man cry
i’ve left your screams
on the side of a traveling road
right where
i once loved a girl
dressed in a woman’s clothes

behind the silence of
a wooden frame window
i’ve grown
long snow cold
this boy dressed in a man’s clothes
bleeds
for whatever that means

in water silence
i sing to a summer blues
daring to dance
daring to believe
sweet smell of mornings in bloom
dried sweat across her thighs
as her long breaths whispered
of every reason why

a long snow cold
lies so deep my soul

- jude