Smoke on Water

I sat on the hard wood above the lapping waves below me

an ashy cig in the corner of my pink lips

the dust off my youth falling from the tip and into the world

each breath slashing a whip against my bruised back

the memories of you float on rotten debris in the water

drowning every smile every laugh and yell

I flick the cigarette into the sea watching your ashes dissipate in the water

and only time will tell if they will wash back ashore

but in the meantime my love notes shall be written in messages in a bottle

for future generations to coo over gathering that we were children in love

they won't know the screams they won't know the tears and anger

they believe whatever fantasy their mind creates

but as long as they can be at peace I shall keep the truth under lock and key