past the shoreline
past the horizon
but still not far enough
the luxurious lies, the decadent digressions;
just paddles for a sinking ship
living was never an option;
the levee broke
and cement filled the cracks in the silver linings
do you trust completely anymore?
remember with nostalgia?
feel with totality?
love with truth?
you used to be a shell of yourself
now I don’t even recognize you
a million faces and not one of them is yours