One tear Waits for its companion On the curve of an eyelash It doesn’t have to wait long, and they are replaced by another And another And another Let me go I want to scream You sacrificed nothing And I want to be untethered And without remorse But I must settle for drowning In sorrow In pear wine In my solitude With only tears That never stop falling It is summer It is always summer When he emerges No matter where he’s been But I won’t save him again…