Jessie Mayer

Jessie Mayer

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White Lament

Written By: Jessie Mayer

A moth flew to my backlight,
fragile life.
And I held out my hands
held out my light
held it as it died
and I took in its trembling
dust from its wings
what does it mean
and I laid down at love's feet
my slow heartbeat
my secret bleed

and buried my sorrow in the woods
where the ghostpipe blooms
and marked it with a stone
sealed by the prayers of noon

this white lament
this white sacrament
crimson crown
upon this gown
the secret bleed
a wanting seed
glanced the earth
glanced to heed
there was no fight
no scream to write

buried our sorrow in the woods
where the ghostpipe blooms
and marked it with a stone
sealed by the prayers of noon

and time turns us all to bone
turns us all to dust
returns us all to home
and time will turn this sorrow round
turn us upside down
turn us inside out
in time there'll be no fight
no scream to right

buried our sorrow in the woods
where the ghostpipe blooms
and marked it with a stone
sealed by the prayers of noon.