#alex guy

Raise my flag to the east and wait for you. All’s been said, there’s nothing else for me to do. But I will watch for, I watch for you. Time slows down in my imagined state of grace. You ascend to that unreachable place, But I still wait for, I still watch for you. Our friends move on with their busy, fruitful lives, Practical, knowing everything must die. But I will watch for, I will watch over you. I still watch for you.

I wear a silken flower on my shoulder, An orchid made of velvet and of lace, Because a hard wind, driving through my garden, Of its carousals left relentless trace In broken stems and darkened leaves. This autumn I wear a silken flower in their place. My marble god lies broken in the garden, But I will patch him till he looks like new, So people will not guess that he is shattered, A lifeless Eros made of stone and glue. And since I’ve learned to patch, you needn’t love me If for a while you will pretend you do.