Ophelia
I only love you
when you are sleeping
Because nothing can bloom when
Your eyes are open
Will you ever share the secrets
you were keeping?
Or tell me why things become more beautiful
when they are broken?
Like you,
A floating star among the frozen lilies
Now I have nothing but words, words
And more words to cling to
Ophelia,
Without you everything is
blank
like an unfinished sentence
Words are like that, aren’t they?
Hungry. SIlent.
I am more guilty than anyone
For I both created and cast you from
This world
My punishment,
to close my eyes every time
You speak
Ophelia,
Should I set down my pen and stand
naked before you
like a common man,
Or let you suffer through another act?
.