She charts a scattered course of guess
She puts her faith in nothing less
Than God and hope and hopelessness
The mess of time keeps her on a broken line
And though my eyes will follow closely
She disappears

The more she flaps her wings around
The more she falters without sound
But as she’s tattooed on the ground now
I want to captivate her
To hold and suffocate her
To pin her down and keep her paralized
Petrified
Always before my eyes
Kept like a valentine
Held in time
Evermine