You think you’re only probing deeper,
Seeking more of what’s on the surface,
Blocking out light, voices growing weaker,
Fishing for a part of you that didn’t resurface,
.
Memories captured at dusk not dawn,
You’ve always been one for remnants,
Forever unsure of what’s really going on,
You chug another jar of golden propellant,
.
It seems almost tangible now,
Your obvious wait for the moment to pass,
For the afterglow, your undying love,
No rational choice can surpass,
.
You look up and see schools of fish,
Swimming in dizzying circles everyday,
Let the sun set on that unfulfilled wish,
And from the afterglow you break away.
AFFLATUS 