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