i am deep sorrow come,
Sargasso arms open wide
to entwine and pull you under

that we might dance
that we might love
that we might make

a dark child within
to live in your shadows
and keep you cloaked
in fearful company

don’t strangle it
in sunlight and laughter,
let it cling as cold, wet gauze
a living burial cloth
ahead of the inevitable

i am deep sorry come
to sing you to your sleep
i am deep sorry come
to bring you wail and weep

and i will creep
and i will creep
and i will creep
into you
i will creep