Castaways
Is this the address
Are you my tether
In this outpost on the sea
At this location in this weather
I can barely breathe
Are you my lifeline in the distance
Calling out to me
Merging with skin and bone
As I cling to empty dreams
Are you the ghost with total access
That deflates me with a squeeze
Filling in this ghastly vacuum
Circumscribed by screams
Or the contact at the crossroads
That borders on obscene
Foreshadowing an elsewhere
For the half dead in between
Written by © Raven Drake
Artwork: Neil Lavey