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In heartbreaking waltz

To this clumsy massacre

I see him hewed to a human husk

I want to take away the haze of his enfeebling pain

To seal over his hurt

And in a submarine send it

To the ocean bed he’ll never reach

I want to catch his cascade of tears in a goblet of gold

And one day baptise him

With a beauty he is now blind to 

I want to howl with him

Lay with him

Stay with him

Until all of this abates

I want to free him from this sentence

Of self-imposed exile

A man drawn and quartered

Contorted and cornered

Maculated by a tide of fate & fury

I yearn for the day he is liberated

From the turgid malaise

I want to show him a still-frame

Of himself in coming years

Taken at a time when he smiles unprompted

Feels deeply

Is giddily in love

Whole again

Transfixed by the ebullience of life

I want to shine a light into his heart

Massage it gently until it beats the will to live

Rather than a dull automation

I long to spare him this demon

For a quickening agent

To absolve his interminable affliction

By fuck he is broken