Madge

We held the hills together Like a little nub of pencil Then we fell apart To write our disparate lives with each broken heart I read your story in shady nights Under bare breasted street lights Fall like a dagger on my thread Of redemption left leaves rotting here I knot the pieces of my emotion Around our innocense so full of dread That I read and fled Our beginnings bare as rocks and slippery too The net got you Lingering among the fallen ladies You were swept up tearlessly in the eddies I remember you always and prayerfully Wiping your memory with tears I found in a barren place of lonely beauty