Who will claim me without you, my love?
Who will search for me when I am gone?
Come and claim me soon
Didn't you hear the news of my death?
I am dead now
I was killed last night
When the lost ray of your love
Shot a dying star into my chest
Come and claim me like a star, my love.
My dead body is lying cold
In the mortuary of papers
Of my unsent letters to you
Claim it from there
You won’t find me by name
I lost my name
Like the blind man on a dark street
Unidentified and mysterious
I wear my name like a make up
And my skin as torn clothes
Claim me like I deserve to be claimed.
Take my body with you
And bury it in the backyard
Of your doll house
Don’t mark it with anything
Not even with your tears
Keep it unmarked
Claim me as your unmarked memory
“I have preserved my soul for you.”
Write this as my epitaph
But only on the marble of your memory
And celebrate my memorial
In the silent corners of your lonely nights
Claim me like a firefly
Don’t be sad because I am gone
Love me like an aborted child
Whose value lies not
In its insignificant death
But in the sacredness of the womb
Of your love around it
Where I was first conceived.
Claim me like your lost child, my love
Claim me like your lost child.
