Atlantis to Interzone

Newspaper, newspaper

Can't take no more

You're here every morning

Waitin' at my door

I'm just tryin' to kiss you

And you stab my eyes

Make me blue forever

Like an island sky

And I'm not pretending

That it's all okay

Just let me have my coffee

Lately, I’ve become accustomed to the way The ground opens up and envelopes me Each time I go out to walk the dog. Or the broad edged silly music the wind Makes when I run for a bus… Things have come to that.

And now, each night I count the stars. And each night I get the same number. And when they will not come to be counted, I count the holes they leave.

Nobody sings anymore.

And then last night I tiptoed up To my daughter’s room and heard her Talking to someone, and when I opened The door, there was no one there… Only she on her knees, peeking into