I smoked and drank
another bottle of wine
in my hotel room
all by myself.

I recall a body that
taught me to suffocate
in love for all the cities
we torched on fire.

We sing in hopes.
We flow in illusions.
Before the blue skies
unveil a sad nest,

because the planet is
no longer a secure place.
I scream your name
because I’m drunk.

You are moving toward
serenity. To read you like
a love poem, I am now
clearing my throat.