In unpainted sparks
Faintly
In the north
I’m no hunter or hero
Only a wanderer
Seeking you
I’ve followed
The dusty path of stars
Through cloudy nebulae
Presided over dark seas,
Bays and lakes
Of dreams
But I’m lonely now,
Weary of pinpoint nights
And borealis sighs
And my grief
Has left me
Hollow inside.
I’m tired
Of dark offerings
From the void
Tearless journeys
Through grim
Asteroids
I want to come down
To Earth
And be with you
Live an obscure life
And be buried
In the ground
Have my dust
Mingled
With yours
Not offered in fire
To appease
Dead gods
But slowly decay
As all flesh must
And mingle
With your dust