A Prayer for Carpenters and Insects

In my veins, I die adrift inebriate of steel and impulse Cells and sublime confidence or rain and darkened stormdrains Pieces of shadows and sunny days I watch myself flickering Wreck yourself on the stars and surrender Struggling to gather the colors and sounds from the back of my mind Twilight is ending a haze of dissonant silence Along the pavement drags the corpse of a guardian angel the same streets where we walked Summerlands and eternal night For only the forsaken will return and only the empty will wait