Laura Stevenson
After Those Who Mean It
Eden sees you leaving
Covered up and grieving
Doubled-over teeming
With parasites and hives
And though it's ever freeing
Patterning your breathing
After those who mean it
And do it to survive
Edge away my sweet machine
Churn over and repeat
To keep you here with me
Motor rumble over
Under me and through me
It’s as if you knew me
It's as if you knew me
And even though it's briefly
And though it’s not completely
I can hear you reading
Reading me to sleep
And oh the water's heading into me
I've left out a lot of things
Hung like trophies stolen in defeat
I watch you wait for me