So strange I remember you in protest of a prayer,
and falling back from seas we fear to sail.I swear I saw the shooter, gold teeth and a double dare,
Postmodern warnings seem inclined to fail.Feigning an apology.
Those words they never left your lips.
Those 5 years in Bermuda slide by like the lights of passing ships,
So strange that I remember you,
kneeling deep in Nietzsche's lies
my throat was an open grave i drank your stained glass eyes