Untitled Song
By: Jehangir Saleh
Written: May 7, 2002

If I killed myself
Come, you would,
to the disturbing conclusion
that I was wrong
horribly incorrect
and I led you like
a goat
Or possibly, that I was the goat
and you my sheperd
Either way
It’s me holding my own blame

Death presuades, my dear
Like dark opiate
addiction I have yet to overcome

I probably do love you
In my limited capacity to feel
without comparsions
I REM God subtle messages
composed of “Me”, “Let”
“Her”, “Have”

Being a monster
I’ve chosen to live
Remaining wrongly
When really, I belong to pass
Leaving me in your blindness
And you in mine

So again we come
I, the selfish fish
You, the Mighty
holding the box of kleenex
waiting for me
to die