never more alive or alone

never more alive or alone

where ever you have been
long since gone
gone way back
when far far singing
no good thing ever dies
take it with me when i go.

never more alive or alone
i wear the faces of grass
when the night stains
bones and hands smile.

what you love is yours
eight walls
in a yellow home
a mantle remains
in a house on a street
blood roses flame each summer
take it with me when i go.

---9 january 2010
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