when you said those words to me
you weren't even sober
yet I was the bigger fool
to have taken your words as gospel,
replaying them like they were my favourite song;
as though they were the holy words that would set me free

how fitting of a pair:
the coward and the fool
one hiding behind the smoke
while the other loves an illusion

caught in the turning gyre of your intoxicated words
but you only loved the high-
and I only reminded you of it

dear clouds
you seem lonely
amid  the divine embrace
so together we stand
in neither Heaven nor Earth

but in solitude

the fog is rising in my mind
as I reach for the girl of clouds
galvanized by the nausea of the elliptical swerve
toward sanity and away again

teasing fate as I danced between the worlds
of the living and the dead;
climbing the steps to the Heavens
to feel a celestial glow so honey
I could almost taste it

I held on to the clouds,
triumphant with the whole world in my hands
but she slipped through my fingers

leaving me with only wisps of regret
and wonder: if I should have left the promises unbroken;
if I could love the girl who was never meant to stay
if I could live the life I tried to throw away