Your Very Distant Star -

Wait!

I’m going

The cup is drunk up Watch!

I’m dying

Your fate’s on the map

Closer to exit

You have never been

Still you’re roaming

Your knife has no edge at all

Wounds inflicted

Enormously hurt

Hands are seizing

Perhaps they cannot

As spirits or ravens

Look out from beside

Don’t screw up your eyes now

Yet scavengers choose a side

You’re searching for one

Could never be real

Are you to succeed

I’m looking for what

Must never appeal

To your distant star

Calling someone who’s never been called

Waiting for one who’s never come before

Sights attractive

Can’t be recognized

Limbs infected

Until oversized

As long as my travel’s

Inconspicuous

You can’t live on if you

Won’t understand why again

You’re searching for one

Could never be real

Who’ll be to find out

I’m looking for what

Must never appeal

To your very distant star