happy new year

the FLOOD

abandon all posts, no shelter is near.
the flood is determined, the water is clear.
what can i make of this natural disaster?
i surely wasn't prepared for this hazaard.
reporters said clear skies for days and days,
but now this endless rain has got me crazed.
i dreamt this could happen; a prophesy.
and together we salvaged, you and me.
board anything that floats, and send us afar.
though landmarks are disolved, i know where we are.
for the key to the map is no surprise.
it takes me to the horizon, looking in your eyes.
the sun after it rains dries all the drowned.
only moments until we're back on the ground.
suspended for days above the cold earth.
more alive than anything that could be birthed.
it's finally arrived, the ending, and it appears we've won,
but your smile reassures me, we've only just begun.




(have i lost my touch?)