No Answer Poem by Frank Bana

We once knew the power behind everything -
Admit this much, Sweetheart, to me
Humanity’s humans, the substance of souls
Our footprints all over the sea

Do you remember the Spiders from Mars?
It’s safer to stick to the moon
All of our nightmares are roaming the earth
Or partying in the back room

And if I dare ever approach you
As ruined as you’d want me to be
Would you take me back into your darkroom
And chain me there naked for thee

You said that you loved me … so f- much
When we lived in the Castle of Swords
That was fitted with basements of torture
Wearing wounds that were mine, then were yours’

Ah, it’s never too late to go backward
Nor to conquer a million souls
These days I’m so used to your silence
That I’m shooting myself full of holes

We could meet at that corner Bodega
The only place we never planned
But I know that our love wrote no answer
In the note that you hold in your hand.