Work Text:
Vodka Sorrow
I miss you most in failing light
When darkness approach casts
Blades of black in swathes
And drowns these places,
These landings and corridors,
(a prison never changes),
In shadow, where still I walk.
Your shadow late revealed
Hung limp and long in lifelessness.
Now I ache in the places
Where once I held you,
Felt life leave you.
My arms too late around you.
I live in the shadows now,
My eyes the black reflection
Of this forever winter.
Spring will not come again.
And as the day turns away
And as the night descends
The death made in your dying:
This is where love ends.
Where it was never supposed to be.
From romance to a ritual
Begins the violence of my soul.
I am all there is of losing
I govern where it haunts,
Where ghosts of feelings taunt
That all deaths are one’s own,
I am of my own making
You, of my undoing.
And in the failing light,
Where love ends,
Is when I miss you most.