ancient

reborn from his very head,
a glimpse of myself.
waiting, left, forget me not,
or how i shall forget you.
how i shall leave you,
fly away as i have,
again and over again.
i find you in each new place,
repeat my departure,
or i watch again as you leave.
you cannot hold to my fight.
you will never match the original.
you will always be the shabby copy.
again and over again,
help me to remember.

below me

here beneath the sands
brown and gold and blue
desert angels, mystic in the dust
long forgotten beside me
sinking below me
buried under me
creeping over my lovers grave
winding past it all
snake hiss in the tall grass
i will kill you
next time