I came, through sea waves, misty-brained,  My love songs crumbling to shadows,  And I was halved to something  Less than human. How could I grow  Into something more than what I had become?  Impossible now, the diminishing returns  Of what was given me at birth.  Smaller than a baby now, more of a creature  Belonging to the forests, of stumps  And traps and blood, the day-moon  Hanging over me like a sad reminder.  I was lost, having become lost, and unable  To return to wher