Scavengers

Somewhere between the stars and eyes

She sits, fixated

By pot-holed skies

Making wishes every time

Something dies

And here between our hearts and minds

We've ordered our arteries to quit

Keeping time, we've boarded our thoughts

Let them learn us just like

A language, word us just like

This sentence, where we keep begging

Forgiveness

And somewhere between our rights and crimes

We've lost the fight to keep out the cries

And they've got our scent, keep coming up from

The pavement, the only way this

Can end

And only days like this can be spent

The currency we use to purchase our

Forgetfulness

But not I, she says, not like this

And somewhere inside those behind-her-back fists

She holds the key to her prison

A lover on the other hand

That she would always choose, never open

These doors, when we could be locked tight in

This devil's dance

This requiem for blood-stained hands

She bathes me in

Her sinking thoughts

Lays me in

Her cribbed halls

We've made a mansion of our cells

A heaven of our hells

And now, where we dwell

I can't tell

Where we fell

Is just as well, cause somewhere between the stars and eyes

Of others, we died

And maybe when they closed their fists tight

And made a wish against punctured skies

Just maybe they found what we delighted

In losing

Maybe they were granted that second chance to fly

And now they're up above us

And we're waiting for them to fall

And now they're left with love while

We're left with what they've lost.