Finite Ends, Endless Beginnings

Finite Ends, Endless Beginnings

Nothing yet everything to see

our veins their roots

our veins are roots

never one always as one

to cut wrists is to cut theirs 

they feel the fall just the same 

the bay falls just the same 

to breed resent is to be death 

the flowers wilt 

with shortness of breath 

to breed resent is to be death 

the ocean is drained 

with the pull of their chain 

unclench your jaw 

cause each fish caught 

kills another

the bait for others 

will hook your heart

the dock the boat waves to the horizon.