When The River Was Empty
When The River Was Empty
“When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.”
– “Your Ex-Lover is Dead” by Stars
When the river was empty
you moved on…
I stayed
gaining nothing but age.
Tell me the day
does not equal decades
sifting through silt
and cigarette butts.
The sand proved too quick
for you to stand.
Old currents have caught me
and brought me back to our beds
through unteachable trails
where none is less travelled.
your footprints
still lead me ‘round
to when the thirst turned
back upon itself
creating
a wasting whirlpool
of what was
to be.
Why can’t time just forgive time?
And move me along instead of drowning
me in all my wrongs.
Someday the cold cold mountains (as they do)
will melt making many many drops of forgiveness
forging a small spring anew with life
reviving a renewed river,
rushing my ashes
to renewal.
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