Darlin’ do you hear the sound of morning break,

Do you taste the birdsong,

Do you indulge in the atheism of the moment?

Darlin’ please say something to reassure your unjustified existence.

//I’m here, though voiceless, though so unknowing of your urgency//

Darlin’ is it your body without soul that I can no longer allow linger in our bed?

Because I see the angels coming, and I laugh.

Every angel is a ghost in cheap drag,

And god I want you to wake up.

//I’m fading.

   I’m leaving.



          I loved you.///