did you lose your eyes,
tossed into that beautiful,
violent sea? how you 
regretted everything and
nothing. the stillness of sound
as death washed over you,
the certainty of it, the taste,
the comfort. your skin drawn
up on the bones, stretched
and wearing thin, wrapped
around what's left of it all.
you remember it so 
perfectly but with that 
tint of blue faded over 
the landscapes of the sea,
the death, the body. how
you regretted everything
and nothing, and how you
laughed at what silence
was left above something
there whispering
that it will make or 
break you.