Our marriage was a sea of emulsion. Like the ship, it was
weathered and tattered by sand and salt, by time and
circumstance. It has broken like the swells do, crashing to the
shore and bleeding into itself. I was broken bones, antimatter,
lost in a changing sea. I had no voice, no purpose, and I was
born to die. I once believed that we all must die alone, but now
I know we are never alone.
When the old seas were formed
on the way, thieves were certain
So we sailed to the ocean
follow back, these devotions
All we know, we call home
to the swells, but they're broken
oh this home, once was board but
now it's dull, like the ocean
And these swells
fall in pain
bitter words come mid-age, dear
Oh we sail with our sparklers
write our words, pens a'knocking
to the drum, of what may
cometh fast, these divulsions
heed my words, all well said
but we can't speak these motions
of our hands, of our eyes dear,
of our words
soft and beauty
so we say
one two
one you
said I
sad-eyed.
On the bow, careful planning
kept us back, to the the dawning
of the reel, how our hearts melt
keep our eyes, to para-mount
Bantered war, oh so heart-less
bite your tongues, to our speaking
clever verbs, saucers passing
to the birds, they shine like belfries
And these swells
fall in vain
trifled terms, come with age, dear
hands surrmount, stable crafting
to the sound, of the mast weave
cheap perfume, in a phone booth
but in vain, we've yet to pursue
heed my words, all well meant
but we can't reap these sources
of our tongues that are wordless
and our eyes
harness duties
so we say
one two
one you
said I
sad-eyed.
To the swells, lead the oceans
but like ours, it has broken
forgotten home, deep emulsion
breaks like swells, in an ocean
We're like swells, in an ocean.