"But the something said nothing",
severance had long
gave what you forgot,
searching to do it donned.

Island mountains and
worried sea
were much more difficult,
gravity's waiting,
anything handles.

I checked the shop,
opened the register,
guilt cracking counter.

With nobody nearby
down there was a treat.

All the agents were passing out,
disgruntled by her book.

Your capitulated routes,
small headed mountains,
that's where the real 'no one' is.