One by one they fall

The bridges in the betweenness

The canoes that ferry these heartaches

Sleepless, too drunk, too salty, too poor


Stains of the past watching

I fought for every piece I now own

Broken amen, tired feet, dried lips

Empty pockets, pauper of a lover


Pierced in the heart

I am becoming another sea again

Do you hear, love is the newest currency

Sweeping dust into the eyes of the kind

A blind generation, full of silly complaints


One by one they fall

Every hope that holds concrete

Every memory the soul remembers

Every murmur that keeps a promise


One by one they fall

On these starving chests of the earth.