The Finale

The Finale

Let’s be clear—I’m here
Naked and molding
Into the ground 
My amygdala was shot
Out of the cannon 
Into the sky
For the last time
Maybe I’ll stay
Maybe I’ll fly away
Come see this retiree
Confident and quite sure
He has nowhere to be



Z

No Ocean

No Ocean

Doesn’t matter how far
you could go away from me—
I’d still have you.
You’d still have me.
Even if we were to never see
each other again,
one thing I know for certain:
No ocean could keep us apart.


Z