the bubbles disappear further above me
as the last evidence of sunlight dims
i think i tried to call for you but
my mouth filled with salt water and
the taste of reckless abandonment

in desperation i stopped living in reality
my memories but a playback of just moments ago
we had been strolling through gardens
the concrete paths carved with coded symbols
i suppose i had been smiling but
the image is fading fast

but you;
i have never recalled the slightest curl
of your perfect lips ever since the day i found you
you had been with her in the corners of a tower
and her lust-filled moans pierced my soul
but it was your intoxicated smile that burned me
a smile you'd never give me

the moon hung low in the abyss of the sky
casting guilty shadows on the light stone floor
and as i turned i knew you'd chase me
but with no trace of sincerity
i'd told you not to bother and you didn't try again
honestly, i was disappointed but
it's for the best

so as the earth rumbled and creaked and groaned
the paintings on the wall shifted and crashed
i had opened the windows to watch the sea
flood the endless prairies
turbulent storms whirled into revolutionary winds
but i'd kept my windows open

so as the waves closed over the last church turret
and the gardens submerged under
i felt the remnants of my essence smoke and burn
like the photographs had last night

and that was how our love became a myth
just like the way our city did

- - -