Fallowness

Take off your shoes
Leave them by the door
And mind your feet
On the holes and the cracks in the floor
Walk to me
You’re mine to rest
On the splinters, on the broken glass
And that crooked bench
In the depth
In the sunken cliffs
Our fallowness
Lain in wait
To ambush me
Most of my life
Take all your light
Leave it by the door
And slow your fire
In the circle of standing stone
Walk to me
Erase your name
In the weird depths, in the sunken cliff
Our fallowness
In the depths
In the sunken cliff
Our fallowness
Lain in wait
To ambush me
Most of my life
Why is there nothing
Where there should be something?
To ambush me
Most of my life