moo

daredevil,
stuntsbat.
walking along ledges in the dead of the night
tempting fate, peering down
just waiting for a foot to slip
for the ground to kiss you
for your ribs to crack and tear through your lungs

what is it
you desire

infinite

you and I waited
until the flowers withered
until the rivers ran dry
until I could cry no more.
but you never came.

I never came.