Lined Skin, Rotten Hull -

even if the ocean

gets taken by low tide

soon time and the current

will bring those shorelines back to life

no one to blame

but the moon one says

so if I get the chance one day

and gain access to the forces of the planets

that are affecting these oceans

to move restless

I swear I will control them

just the way that they won’t do you

no harm ever again

And then I will keep you close until the end

life’s a sinking ship

a drowning island

a bright burning rig

in the middle of a rough and hopeless sea

we try to bring it to anchor

but do fail at failsafe tasks

a shipwreck rotten to the hull that

will never sail us back

and like a sinking stone

you’re drowning all alone

and life is a breaking wave

a restless sea

a ruthless force