Monday, April 11, 2011

Origin Story

We were like two ships colliding in the night
We sank quickly to the bottom 
All hands drowned
No survivors
A disaster
Total and absolute
Only shattered shards of what had been 
Washed ashore
No collectors interested in the remnants
Still we married
Dragged our sodden corpses to the altar
I kissed the bride
She kissed back
We’re still together
Occasionally re-visiting the sea floor
Nostalgic for our collision
The thunderous roar that lit the night
Wiping us all out
And beginning the end that we live today

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