This place at the edge of the world
Where everything is ancient
And in between the mortar and the pigeon waste
Little dreams flourish and then flounder 
And I want to fade

This hunger that tugs at my belly
Concave and still screaming for peace
In between the marrow and bone
Little loves take wing and collapse
And I want to fade
I want to fade to the color of this London morning
Disappear into a landscape of despair
I want to fade into the vantage point long distant
Disappear in a desperate instant
But when you said “Could we kiss?”
And petals came into spread
In a heart   wilted and dead.
And I want to fade…

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