I think you’ll be in my heart, always

my lady, you’re on my mind right now

Thankless, I’m

Dying to send off my degrees of agony to a far off shore

To be obliterated in a toxic plume of smashed bottles full of the trash water I sink into, the stuff that feeds my ears whilst I

Tend to a madness with patience

Patience I am told is not normal for any man,

But I think I feel a freeing pain

And it exudes through the patience

As streets paint my night with shades of screams and pulling out, yanking hair,

Madness is entwined in the aching midnights and silky, dark waters that slosh through the streets after a particularly heavy rain,

Purple and blue and black,

My body too,

Old memories tread like a tire

But the tracks don’t stay,

However—-

You stay, my dear Jane,

Forever in my heart,

Always,

And that’s unbreakable

And hard to part.