Come sit with me
Right on the edge
As I tell you of those
Old men by the shore
And now with those thoughts
Sailing into the mist
Over the horizon
Far from these watchful eyes
Their beating hearts
Like crushing waves
Crashing on the surface of the sea
Slumbered, lifeless
Drifting
The faint sullen sound
Their heartbeats silenced
And then death pulls like a current