I saw our life splayed out
like a grainy silient film,
Garbo spoke with somber lips
mouthing words of adoration
My darling, could you not hear
the cacophony foreign to your ears
taste the bittersweetness of our tongues
entwined in Valentino's sililoquies
Fallen soldier you held my heart
you shielded me with your flesh
armored my weaknesses with your strength
Now bent and naked without formĀ
without defintion of spirit
The night does not take pity
it steals my rest, invades my dreams
The relentless whirring of reels
replaying rewinding reverberating
that sound again and again and again
I don't want this film to end