You’re gone
The trees are so quiet
When your hand was in my pocket
How they
swayed from side to side
Now the meddling
sky
And my snowy eye
Sees a different
night
Sees a different night
The night I fell into the lion’s jaws
To
my regret
And your delight
Those
teeth themselves could not divine
Nor
their pressure estimate
The haze I wish to
never break
And to never contemplate
Momentum
For the sake
Of
momentum
Momentum
For the sake
Of momentum
Of momentum