my ship has sailed and i’m standing on the shore waving to ghosts—to people who don’t exist anymore. if i close my eyes as i walk with silhouettes, it’s almost as if there are a few of them left. the ones who dream like me, with minds from sea to sea. we’d plot a course to hell and back and hell again. lie like lovers lie. die like lovers die. i open my eyes. there’s no one left but me. only yesterday, it seems, there was my whole life ahead of me.. one false step and i’m waiting on the rapture. as the sun sets behind the spraying sea, i’m reminded there’s no one left but my. my friends, they stowed away on the last ship out of port. i turned inside myself to face the boy behind closed doors. someday, i dream, i’ll escape as the captain of my own fleet. i’m all talk. after all—as i sow, i reap. my ship has sailed and i’m vacant as the sea. i’m waving to ghosts, the only ones who’ll wave back at me.
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