“We are,” I said
among the ocean
that beats
to the rhythm of my frantic mind
“unsteady and fluid and fading.”
blue lips touching; hands clutching hands
we will die right here,
together,
but alone—
unsuspecting, uncertain, unloved.
We will die like this,
in darkness.
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