I feel not the slightest bit of remorse
for the ship that has gone up-
in flames.
The ship who has struck:
the obstacle
the ice
the end of her days.
I have shed far too many tears
for such a feeble romance.
An imitation of love.
I lift up my eyes to the heavens
the sky is smiling at me now...
there is even an applause.
second by second:
I see the future
one planet at a time!
No longer shall this be my shipwreck.
I have set fire to docks
which hosted:
sleepless.
aching.
nights.
The Imitation
of love
The wrapping
up
of romance.
1 comment:
beautiful!
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