The sky watches the
ground, and you could be
far away for all
I know.
Not one for the vast
ocean, but
Lake Michigan I can deal
with.
You and I are where
no cars go.
It's our own planet
with a dark sea.
But a resident arises,
a duck and her 'lings.
I envy how they embrace
the current.
You love the feeling
of drowning and
fighting for another minute
of life.
This is the end for you
and I. let us remember
to not think of the future
that is not there.
Besides, you're going back
to Colorado, and me to
the South. So don't cry,
and move on.
We both knew it
wouldn't last
under this sky
on this land, so
grab my hand and
drop into the water
one last time.
