It is your sentiment
That makes you whole.
But it still infuriates
And climbs towards
A piece of nothing
That never did exist
If existence is for you
Then wait patiently
Wait for a day when fate will come
To lead you from despair.
Outside a wilderness
Where you will never linger
You will hardly be aware
So I kiss you and your fear
Because my loneliness
Is close enough to hear
A Dead Language 