HIGH-FIVE KIDS

Back to where it all began,

this time with another man.

’Cause mine has found his place

amongst the fountains.

One-hundred-dollar wine to drink

The blood pools in the kitchen sink,

and buildings line the windows

like the mountains.

Stuck in limbo,

I’m bent backwards.

Crooked spine,

and broken plaster.

Tell me, do you know the password?

We’re denied by heaven’s master.

Back to where

the pavement breaks.

Lined all along tectonic plates.

The stars soaked in the sidewalk

spell the message.

When all your lovers

start to die.

You wake alone

and wonder why

they left you here

to document the wreckage.

They tell me that it’s art I make,

in all this chaos I create.

They tell me that it’s much too late.

To rectify all my mistakes.

The kid is dead and gone

back to the

Kingdom.