if you truly don’t want me

i won’t cry but i’ll go
to the glaciers at the ends
of the earth and they’ll melt
for they know me to rise
on the tides of our sorrow
as they wash out again
the waste of this world
i’ll float in the stillness
as it flows from the ice
until everything is calm
a calm inside and out
then i’ll pick out a star
in the black of the sky
flowing up from the sea
and i’ll swim.