Sweet Josephine Collapsed against the wooden wall And no one could hear All the poems she read to him Barefeet and all Every splinter a different dream Josephine never slept She denied it all
In the night - she would rage against the heaven Silently - slide across the dust and rubble Where he lay - open doors like words are spoken Still her fears - She has sealed this room forever
She had a love for death It was the taste of it In every single breath Where he would sing a song to live With many hours left And countless sorrow too She could not feel bereft And still she lost it all to him Always at war with night That brought the walls too close As when the days took flight And trembling legs were still too strong She could not weep for him But touch him through the wall He might be listening And they would lay together
It's all the same to her For she had waited much too long
There was a crack in the bed Where Josephine Sleeper hid away And no one could see Whatever games she would play there And she would pretend Those were his fingers that she felt One final sigh And they would touch death
All gone now - all her lust and love forgiven Josephine - fold around her own endeavours She'd cast herself Down unto the floor All to feel his breath again Warm against her neck Sweet Josephine There are no dreams for her Fingers braded through eachother She sings a lullaby He cannot hear And throws her arms around Dancing with her only lover It's what she cannot feel That frightens her The things she might reveal Stirring up the darkness of him...