His eyes devoid him of the end. 

Those who uphold life in the form of water 
often drop death in the form of earth. 

Carrots and peas and please go away. 

A child who never lived where always did. 

My fingers through the woeface feel your face. 

I sank my youth to the half in the cry that loved me. 

You wage the world in your flesh 
daily, 
daily watching lovers forge duplicate keys. 

Day my hands have cast away until 
it has their fall. 

Afterwards I stood there stirring the loss. 

Unlike me all this takes place in the open.