Golden Face

Golden face

withering

within

the meaning of it all.

You must know?

You must know something about me,

otherwise why would you be here

entrenched

in my turning,

my steps

tracing

this path.

He came to me

sweetly

face of golden surrender on this night of raindrops

and tears

that were mine,

that were his.

I stripped away the layers,

the evidence

like a victim

anew again

again anew.

Down here

where the wolves roam to take you

against yourself

and silence your voice

his face shined to me.

Remembering

losing

I wanted this so long ago

do I want it still?

My lord I do believe I have failed you

my highest being

and my man.

My lords I have gone awry.

Please Jesus

meet me on the stairs

help me down

don't leave me here

as I have been left.

I have no one left to blame

no one left to scream at.

My home is on fire

my fathers words beating into my mother.

Faltering.

does it matter how much I want to make it

with

or without

this golden face.

Skin

pleasing

teasing

take away my pain.

My face is beautiful

yet innocence escapes my world-wandering withdrawal.

My lord I do believe I have failed you

my face

exactly

unlike

his

to be mine

lost

inside

the golden teardrop that fell that night like rain.

Myself

I do believe I have failed.