the title of this poem is im going to alaska on a fishing boat and i hope i never see me again

all 22 words are the title. this isnt the best i was talking about

 you lie there, disconnected.

 on the cold floor

 of your dreary studio apartment.

 no longer alone.

 blues and reds paint the walls.

 dancing; pulsating.

 something so familiar.

 yet you can't seem to recall the next part.

 a siren's lulling,

 crying through the night.

 a frantic concerto,

 begging "you can't go home"

 or so i thoug-

 

 

  

 

Reviews

[Chris]

The title DOES speak volumes...

Some moments fill our memories - kaleidoscope flashes of good, bad, and life-happenings.

[Beren]

Dude this is really deep and it made me stare at a blank wall. I don't know. i hope you dont lie there disconnected anymore. thank you for sharing

[Arundass TP]

Alaska is great place, I heard. Nicely written poem 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟