Untitled (circa 2019, never to be completed)

Our naive smiles and youthful eyes

Once glistened in perfect time

Whilst humming summer songs

Along the oceanside.

Suspended in this rhythm,

Dancing underneath the moon

Whose guiding light chose you,

Chose you all.

All this drowned in Chardonnay.

No room for harmony on our stage.

A victim to the wine I became,

And from you, I cast away.

Torn from my heart, stripped of my soul,

Our kinship which once blossomed 

Now lies shriveled and cold.

Nothing like the story we once told.