graduation

My life is ending

My world, changing

Souls to come across

And souls to leave behind

And in my nightmares of the glorified chaos,

I see yours drift away.

With so much ending,

And so much changing,

I see the world open its

Arms to me.

And though it is vast

And cold

And salty

And windy

And moist enough to soak into my bones,

At least I have my kayak,

With countless directions to go

(except back, mind you)

And you in the other seat.

Are you in the seat ahead

Or the seat behind?