Titanic Tragedies

You used to be so tender;
the summer misting rain;
gentle, slowing washing
away my pain.

Tonight I sit distant,
questioning what I have to do
to feel that closeness
I once felt with you.

I’m chipping at this iceberg
with a bamboo spoon,
wondering how long till
I’m near enough.

But you’re floating away now
and there’s nothing I can do.

There’s nothing I can do.

I’ve opened myself
like the ugly flower in bloom.
I have yet to see
more than a glimpse of you
.

Here I am alone, naked
in front of you.

You have nothing to say.

You have nothing to say.

Feels like…

I’m chipping at this iceberg
with a bamboo spoon,
wondering how long till
I’m near enough.

But you’re floating away now.
There’s nothing I can do.

There’s nothing I can do.

You have nothing to say and
there’s nothing I can do.
There’s nothing I can do.