Last Things Last

Rachel's

a patch of red-orange iodine

moves into a clotted sky

don''t give in just yet

a group in service uniforms

stand outside a wooden door

she''s laughing

"it''s over... time has been strange, oh.."

last things last is not enough,

you can''t accept this

don''t give in just yet

i hope that last things last

past these first charms

these pale charms

i hope that last things last

a hook or a flake

to hold on so you don''t break