The ocean
moves in waves.
Cold and tied
under, we wait
drowning ourselves
like abandoned shipwrecks
and there is
so much less
between us,
I don’t even want
to drink
anymore.
The ocean
moves in waves.
Cold and tied
under, we wait
drowning ourselves
like abandoned shipwrecks
and there is
so much less
between us,
I don’t even want
to drink
anymore.