Cygnus

Can you see what's following you
It has a mind of its own
Steps so quiet you can't hear it
A parasite without a home.

It's got a smile, but you don't trust it
Concrete reasons unknown
Put it behind you in the space of your day
A parasite without a home.

Leave her to sing her withered songs
In tunnels painted like the dawn
Bring me
The echo till it's gone.

Nothing escapes this hold
Desperate against the cold
It's flesh made out of stardust
Iron oxide into rust.

To write a letter to the night
This songless, sightless, silent giant
This feeble plea
A speck of dust
A drop of sea it's locked in you and me
Rip it out and feel it's heat
Forget the way things seem to be
Meaningless to the one and only.

And she'll be standing while you suffer
Her hair is lost in storm
Open your mouth
And let air. Rush. In.
To get a sense of her form.

But if the audience is imminent
And if your parasites come home
Remember the old adage
Deep roots are not reached by frost.