an island retreats

turns out the terms
of our endearment
scrawled in letters
long & hollow
harbor gaps
between the lines
for uncertainty
to follow
toward an end
building momentum
meaning often
just depends
on the depth
of your descent
on the way we
define friends
we're our own
in-verse reflections
the flesh that
a shadow casts
anchoring
each future moment
to a shrieking
shrinking
past
these bodies are
but haunted oceans
learning how
to drown themselves
in an endless
sea of endings
in these self-
created swells
our refrains
praise
the
rain
(falling)