I watched you sail away with her
to places so divine;
to paradises I could not reach,
phantoms of fantasies
I could not meet.
I felt a slow,
bitter
current
kick up in your wake,
awakening nightmarish
symphones
of debts
long-since paid.
There,
on sapphire tides,
I watched your ship leave the port.
Breathed in
simmering flames of Hell.
I might've bid you farewell,
if I could just see
above
the encroaching walls
that shake
and shriek
with the corpses
we called:
"You and I."