Drowned Promises

A poem from 2019

Take my hand

as we stroll towards

sepia sunsets,

our monochrome reflections

caught in time -

glimmer and shine upon

ripples of regret.

Stare into the darkened water,

observe the depths of our connection -

watch as it fades

into the abyss of a murky memorial

as we sink to a belligerent bed.

A final resting place,

a watery grave,

destined forever to dwell

within this pelagic purgatory

watching as hope

dances across winsome waves

basking in the illumined dreams

of other hapless souls

enraptured by the pulchritudinous promises

of love.