I) sinking ships bearing / insignia of a lost / youth; you were young once...
II) and in these ships gone / forth from the academy, / I watch you write: “Dear
III) God, I wish I were / as capable as she was / when she drowned out east...
IV) and I pray you see / me for who I really am: / awash with your tongue...”
V) and look at you go, / chalk in trembling fingers, thou / must know: who am I?
VI) I’ll tell you who I / am. I am the amoeba— / I am the sinner
VII) you look for when you / see a mirror in the glass / of a seaside sprint
VIII) across the boardwalk, / across the boardwalk, the tears, / they well up and fall
VIIII) into my mug of / other tears you have wept. dear, / I am not here to
X) hurt you. I am here / to listen to your words play / in a milky haze
XI) of quandary and / split lip pressed against my wings. / for in this lovely
XII) fray, I will open / my mouth, and awash you shall / be, in the dank dark
XIII) ness, in the writhing / sea. within the trap of the / coiling masts ripping
XIIII) aside everything / you could have ever prayed for. / Dear, I am not here
XV) to ask of you where / your shanties have sang away. / I am only here
XVI) to ask of you one / question: is there a heaven? / Is there a heaven?
XVII) Is there a heaven? / Well where is it my dear girl? / Is there a heaven?
XVIII) or am I just speak / ing to someone so wrapped up / in their own sweet hell.