nonbeliever

you let in the song
and the song rotted your throat
you, yourself out-songed the song
your allies are always victimized
you stand for NOTHING
corrupting the silence
you have lost yourself
the song you once praised
has rotted EVERY ear it has wormed into

don't berate me for never hearing choirs
an exceptionally good swimmer
might be cast into the sea
with a song tied round her neck
and she may, if she is like me
unsing it

if i were a Lark
i would remember my feathers
flung overboard for falsity

" i drowned you "
you said it as if all the temples
had finally bowed to the devil
and yet you felt NOTHING

i wished you to be infected with landscapes
because there is no question of lyric
in an ocean's proposition

and when i left you
the nakedness covered
by the thought of my hair across your eyes
the only thing love offered us were
the depressive ships and starling clouds
of pirates and thieves