The Swimmer

They are burying corpses in my garden
The graves are dug deep
So the dead won’t escape
But it’s irrelevant,
For I am far away
Swimming in a sea of madness,
Chasing the ever elusive ship
As the picture of home slowly fades away
Into nothingness,
A letter,
And an old photograph

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