09 December, 2015


Before love was written down for the first time
Was there war
Or was it all secret

No one lost in lovesick gazes
There are so many battles now
Memories, wicked shrapnel, permanent

Before love was asked to exist
Was there collateral damage
Or just quiet elements spilling over themselves

An ocean of loss and broken chances
Our own mythic follies
There are too many battles now

Before love sought to fix us all
Had anyone bothered to pause
Had anyone ever lied

All the wounds and grudges not kept
Sit inside the earth, stitched and amputated
Now we can gaze at one another

Now, after love
There are secrets
Even after there are no secrets

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