Folks carry on
Like passing vessels
Loyal to their breeze
Their tried and true currents

A scene
I retain from afar
As I flood with reluctance
In the flourish of mundane melodies

Before
Each sorrowful endeavor
I recede fearfully

Before the silent
Inevitable sinking
I retreat
With the greatest haste

Letting horizons fade
And their joyless songs
Capsize forever more