The Gallows

This can’t be
My last soliloquy
Of you

For how can the moon
Not shine
When the Night needs it so?

Do you need me so?

I am moon cut
Into shreds by daggers
Of steel-cold clouds

I know you do not need me so.

For you love someone else
Someone everyone would say
Is right for you than me

What is Me?

A lover of Night
Never of courage to face the sun
And see under its light

The faultlines that bear witness
To a life begrudged of release
Oh, to hell with that

As this can’t be
My last soliloquy
Of you

Let Me

Bask in the light of your being
What little of it can be spared for me
As Night spares the weakest of moonrays

To be a string of light
Where Hope can hang from
A second before it lets go

I need you so

For how can the heart
Not feed on Love, when
It has nothing else to live on by?