New Memories

lost my scarf in the wind last year

or was it the year before?

this year rotten eggs before easter

this year drink for no reason

no reason? no reason

no reason at all

all i am is eloquence.

and when that’s gone too

all i am is all i am

and i’ll always be

what i always am.

but when i’m just a rock on a hill,

speak to me. Haunt me.

all eloquence, in life

in death.

don’t dip my grave in gold.

let us rot together

grave & i

let uneloquence unfold.