Come and gone

Found you kneeling pale and weak.
Half your body lie in the creek
Where you've been washing your hands at night.
Did you think that there was no one around?
You used to be a still small sound.
I think you've followed some bad advice.

Did a dark man take you down
To where the rivers end to make a mouth?
Drink this child and you'll be alright.
You only follow when the path is lit
After mixing up the dirt with spit.
You've been fixing a hole in a broken bridge.

Save all your words, write them down, and burn them they're not profound.
Oh my God, you are weak, you are a fragile little lamb.
Are you lost? Where's your flock, where's the old man, the Shepard the clock.

Love, I still do, probably always. You will find me in a flooded ditch hiding from
The storm. I am drowning in my own escape. Is this real? I am waiting.
I am waiting for you to save me.

Damn. You are not coming back. You are a season come and gone. You are vain.
You are helpless. You are never looking back for these eyes. They were fixed.
Like a picture, like it's frame, they were never intended to leave.

Heartless you have faith in a sign on a dollar bill.
It's not real. It's a fix from a needle.
That doctor doesn't care. Here's your drug, where's you're arm?
Is it warm, does it feel like you thought it would.