I cannot finish the painitng
the landscape's amazing
but it feels like it's made with an IED,
a fantasy
of all the wicked things
I'd like to see
now that the stillness too
has faded from view
if I could be
more like the sea
I'd wave you in
'til you were swallowing, swallowing me
climb on me as carelessly
and you'll feel the bough give
underneath, suddenly
but I'm just a series of breaths
not a tree, not yet
I will still take your breath away
all people
are evil
I have lied to you
tried to do good
but I am too