the dark streets of decay 9

i wake up on sand

an ocean waits for my eyes to focus

it is early morning dawn

i don’t remember last night

and how it lead me here

 

the sun is beginning to warm the world

but it is still very cold

with a wind blowing off the water

 

i watch the sand around me blow away

i don’t need dark streets to see decay

 

i drift too

but i never leave los angeles

like you did

 

in high school i believed in everything

but the very last thing i lost faith in was love

and that was on the day you went away

 

i attended a seminar on decay

given by a theoretical physicist

the only math i understood was the equal sign

 

but i left camus, sartre and neitche behind

your absence ushered in the decay

that i now see everyday

 

the end of all things is a tedious wait

salvation is not found in au fait

beliefs are fingers plugging holes in dams

 

you made me the sacrificial lamb

 

the hotel across the street has a room

i will sleep away the day

then tonight i will wander

the dark streets of decay

 

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