I reach for you
but my hands are empty
We have failed each other
we have failed everyone
Now we are dying
slowly and theatrically
against the ravishing backdrop
of the great lit city at night
Yet even now, at this late hour
something flies in us
I don’t understand
How the West was won
How I became a cage

I don’t know
why we do not work
I don’t know
how we became unkind
Show an animal a mirror
it gets confused
I am the same
When you smile and cry
and I stroke your face
helpless to stop the tears
I feel it
How to miss a whole life
How to close a door

just at this moment
with the tears in my hand
something beautiful
flies through us
I can’t understand

Then it has gone
and I understand