Work Text:
When dreamers fall asleep forever,
Do you know where they go?
I really need to find one there,
So tell me – and I’ll walk, I’ll drive, I’ll row.
I will be guided by the ancient trees
Until I see him, slouched back tattooed;
It doesn’t matter how far he is
Or how lost, or how doomed.
It doesn’t matter how much it’ll take
Or cost. I’ve made such deals before.
I’m willing to put everything at stake
To have him hear my voice once more.
Don’t ask me what I’ll be if he stays still,
The look of piercing blue eyes hidden.
I’m but a match thrown at an oil spill
Aflame reaching the ocean –
"Alter idem".