Agyll

My

name is

Agll;

this is my

way

to say,

“Get

out

of my way,”

today.

This is all I

say

on the deserted

beach;

the desert

filled

with

dry.

And this is where I’ve

been

since I can’t think of

any

other place that I have

been

in any recent time to

matter.

And here the

nights

are long and

cold

but the days are inex

tinguishably

hot.

And the memory keeps

flapping

around in my

head

all this time like

something

that I will mention it

not.

So maybe

by

now you see where I am

going

with this.

And

I wouldn't

lie, but hust don't

to give it to the

way

that I would have it

not.

With sickening

sorrow

I think of your

face.

I

yell in

anguish

when I re

member

your graceful

walking

down a waterfall,

Until

I

fall

down the

way.

This

is what I

say,

this is the

way,

don't make me

fall,

and that's not

all

that I

have

to

say.

I'd

love to

run

across the

desert

or

run

across the

snow.

I'd love to

tear

the things

apart

that make me

move

so

slow

but this is

just

a crazy

dream

that will

never

be

;

so's

the rest of my

life.