i should just jump
into this ocean.
might finally give
meat to my wolves.

i sit on some rocks and
see a skyline
thats not for me.

none of this is for me
i am for no things.
i am the ether you see,
the gaps between buildings.
the drifter.
the dreamer.
the TKO.

if i die on these rocks
youd remember.
but thats about it.
youll say i was nice
at the party.
maybe stop by
the wake.

youll say that
i could warm the cold.
but i am cold air
its not as strong as you think.