heartbeat

say I can stay
      inside these dusky fields
             hidden by your spoiled fears
( d a r k e n i n g   t h i s   d a r k n e s s )
   and despair—it eclipses
            the eroding chrysanthemums and bluebells
                   that I keep by your bedside

     listening
silently to the absence of your     l o n e l y
                  heartbeat.