breathe yet into

hands became idle, then thieves that caressed
i know you’re able, but hunger can’t resurrect
sat at your table, you put your bread in as i dipped
stood shaking and still, by you, am i known by this kiss?
couldn’t manage my will, as night beat down my eyelids
hands without skill to fold themselves in hardship
retreated under this hill, i’ve had the strength of horses
raise me up from this level, or lay me with the corpses
mountains & men crumbled by strength under spirit
hollow sockets by my temple, breathe yet into my fingertips