How do you do it?
You know, make me float
Leave me on a life raft and swim for the nearest island
There are none on the horizon
Your arms glisten in the same light that evaporates me slowly
I majored in philosophy
I’m troubled by the things that I see
Been a month since we left the atoll
The sun is setting and it’s getting harder to make out
Your form as I float with the current
I’ve run out of things to write about in this journal
But most importantly I’ve run out of hope
The universe checks its reflection and doesn’t notice us,
Flecks of dust on the surface of this dessert mirror
Light is falling