the fire has gone out – your valkyries have taken it away no dream of mine remains. all levity, optimism coloured grey don’t pity me or think you’re safe hunters of hope give no escape one day you’ll find you feel the same forgotten name, forgotten names

i thought you might take notice of these things i did, respond with love acknowledgment for what’s deserved, communicate that i was heard but give a damn? it’s clear you don’t will i forget? my memory’s bad i’m at a loss for which is worse your carelessness, or willful hurt

you choose to kill, my fate to lose your valkyries i can’t refuse

now – who’s to blame for the disfigurement of emotional health? i’m half responsible + of that fact there is no doubt but is it fair for me to think your inaction could be a link to my malaise? well, i ask you: is reciprocation one-way or two?