I have seen what you are

I have seen what you really are

A ripple in the waves of the sea

Rolling in fury,

Rolling in anger

Then crumbling and spreading

At the feet of you and me.

 

The sea, at the coffee table

Said to the land

'Is this where we are to meet?

Where two great colossuses

Shake hands with one another

At this promenade of seagulls and stained leviathan

Decaying within the ruins of life'

 

With no sun to share

Dust and a strangle of clouds

There is an absent lair

Now is the time to depart

We have no heir

We must room free

Never to meet again.