Detour

I am in no hurry
To complete a tragedy
Lips are reaching beyond the starlit wall

When you fail to stay
I am the errant
Astray in a nebulous gallery

We are wanderers for hope
But the trail is growing cold
Forlorn detour
We are wanderers for hope
But the trail is so cold

When you fail to stay
Darling, a fly in the lamp reminds me