The sky became dark
The waves were getting rough
The dining room was full of beautiful people
looking their best, all dressed up
The tables started to shake
Lightly at first
Everyone sipping their drinks, quenching their thirst
No one noticed, as the ship began to shake
Waves getting bigger
Get ready for the quake
No one was prepared
For what was to come
Blissfully eating and drinking
Getting comfortably numb
Smiling faces filled the room
Lights went dark, then came the gloom
Whistles were singing
fear in the air
Did anyone know, did anyone care?
Then it hit
Out of nowhere
A wall of water, no time for fear
It's time to say goodbye
Kiss me one more time my love
Before we die

I make up
conversations
in my head
constructed from the
words you never
say.

I still can't decide
if silence
would be preferable.

I want you to
pick something.
It can be anything:
integrity,
last Thursday,
your grandmother's
socks.
I don't care what it is
but I want you to
pick that something
out of all the
other somethings
and I want you to
believe in it,
I want you to
scrunch your eyes
up tight and
slow your breathing and
put all your energy
into that singular
belief.
And while you are
busy believing in that
something
I will believe
in you.

You and I
Are water and salt:
Needing one another
Separately,
To live,
But dying of thirst
If taken together.