We all jumped off the docks,
tied together,
shivering slightly into milky waters
that glowed and threatened us
with wilted water flowers flowing,
blowing their tongues into our crevices
and kissing us so deep we wanted to
grow gowns of childhood rapture,
weaving tattered memories into glamorous reminiscence.

We float about among them, trying to drift
in an ocean much too large for us
but too small to take us where we wanted to go,
into the gardens of the universe
where all our thoughts are cultivated and grown into roses
stretching their chlorophyllic skins up the lattice of the world;
we're longing to be intertwined and entangled
one more time.

Instead, our bodies morph away,
loosening our skins until they call us shape shifters;
the bones of our ill innocence are eroding,
joining the rocks at the bottom of these waters,
sprawling what's left of us into the places our
pasts will never find, won't discover
while we're making new friends, and better—
new lovers.

When we were younger we thought in imaginary fixations,
where our lives were locked and tethered to each other,
twice woven like patterns in my wallpaper;
they all faded as we aged,
all our pages ripped out and torn into the simplest of words.

It's all emotion and still-life,
no dialogue to recall, no silent films
played with background laughs and soda spills;
only photographs of people we can't possibly remember,
it's been so long since we've seen them,
love them, been them…
No, they're just portraits of what once was,
won't be.

So I only let myself remember the feeling
of falling into the ocean;
there aren't any more faces or hands laced up,
just lungs breathing fish and salt water,
holding themselves tightly to the rest of my organs
until I'm so far from being a person
that I cup my love close to my mouth,
pouring into the corpse of a stranger
until things don't seem so strange anymore.

We left each other alone and wanting
things we couldn't give because we knew too much
and much too little to make the difference we were looking for,
but we made it in alive, and as far as I know you're still breathing,
still feeling through the numb.

We shine separate, swimming into one future.