Lukewarm

It's quiet

I sit here in this calm

and the world passes us by

 

There's nothing

 

and so we go

 

shadows in the darkness

cool breezes on the sea

yet doldrums in our cores

nothingness

and so we go

 

onward onward

and so we go

 

To brand new lands

and lukewarm waters

mirrors of our souls

 

we are borne away

taken on a journey

uncaring

finished and disgusted...almost

but not quite

 

onward onward

and so we go