Just Add Water

We stood on a bank of shredded
tires at the lowest peak of the world.
Though, to us, it seemed the highest.
You were present only in memory
as I stood beside your ghost.
We waited only for the wind
to bring a means to an end, maybe
even logic that we had forgotten
somehow, left on the kitchen floor
as mirror shards.

Tears formed and were ripped
from our eyes before
they could willingly fall.

Alone in my head, you disappeared.
Once upon a sunrise, you were my
beloved, and I yours.
It's a pity that this is how
the carousel stopped.
Now I'm in the river while
you look away; you
have fallen blind.

The sole memories that remain
are fleeting flashbacks, drug-induced,
and scars that call in the shower.

It is said that water cleanses;
the hands of blood, the mind of lies.
Not this year, today I think that
each drop serves only to dirty.
Pins press a bit harder
until you are finally inspired
to reach for the faucet,
only to see -

~*~