Terror from Beneath the Sea

where is that water now
that humbles and renders us
defenseless
those tunes we hummed
all those singular memories
did any of it even actually happen?
ever?
a vile disconnect
the days...like an incurable virus
forcing unspoken disdain
those stoned moments
the outer rim
how i seem to anti-matter
anymore
the photos are devastating still
though amazing in their creation
the odd destinations
drone
the aimless adventures
past
a savior in a cloak of my own words
100 pieces of pure repetition
the obviously calculated “check-ins”
from 50 fathoms and beyond
i’m now that hideous creature
kept on a leash
muzzled
and puzzled as to how this came to be
did you realize what you were saying?
as you said it
who you were holding
as you held-on
creating a cringing creature in withdrawal
just one of many links
i suppose
it’s been a long and cold climb down
ya know
and I’ve still not reached “me”
or that re-defined version
that I think i’m seeking
ambient or not.