Here are we, adrifting

In a wake of rippled words

Our self-made maelstrom wav’ring

While it drowns aloud our slurs

In awe of all remains unknown

Enraged at what we willed unseen

Despair of that which time has shown

In terror of our mirroring

It’s here our hearts were hollowed out

By one-too-many show of tears

Till, to a man, each heartache seemed

a merely thin and sick veneer

Yet, here are we, adrifting

All the salt licked off our cheeks

By deep and dour currents, dark,

in bitter-spoken seas