The Reply

Here I am I can see my breath at the edge of the ocean Where scattered debris Is cast about in crazy circles By the water And I look up at the sky Towards the point where sky encounters the water And I reflect On the early spring in Europe in 1914 At the very height Of the world they built They destroyed it For no reason I am fucking freezing And the water looks cold, but I wanna try swimming And go out beyond wherе I can stand And float around in ceaseless motion Of wavеs Sometimes I'm lifted and sometimes they crash down on me I'm totally out of control With a mouth full of water