it was old before it was begun doomed to falter and fail from day one you too raw untried, too light to realise what is real in this world and I too blinded by your beauty and raw power, could not see inside your head to that cold core where all that really mattered was already there when I woke you were long gone the trail cold as if you'd never been and I am still wondering at my slight, my green trust undonenext poem