I cannot know your mind in these matters,
only the cold egde to your words that
I do not believe is your voice, but
that of a strangled heart hurled
from a happy place to the very depths
of this kind of hell.
I thought it my place to rescue you,
but we found ourselves entwined in
a brambled love and embittered by
our want we fell further adrift until
we reached a crevice from which
to hang or hang ourselves.