It was
Unnecessarily cold
In the house where we shared
A last cigarette
Before we went out to face them:
The closing moments of
Butch Cassidy And The Sundance Kid
Replayed without the sepia

I became
Something atrocious
As we walked outside
And there they all were
We coughed and sputtered
And staggered out
But nothing came of it

Your fire was undimmed
As we fought these nightmares of hope
But I could not burn
And I walked away
And left you to fall.