Whistle By The Riptides

Where have I gone?

Did the birds forget my body

Lying behind my crooked face?

The air rushes in

And it’s hard to tell

whether the wind

is from my lungs

or the world’s.

Breathe in

gasp against

the pressing ghost

of tomorrow’s tomb

Whistle by the riptides

Sing through the struggle

Giving life

For beauty’s sake

And Gaze upon

The eternal shore

staring plainly

back at me

Where does it end

And I begin?