No other way to a sailors grave...

[FYI, I did not write this]

Welcome friends
The end is near, death is dear
Gather round and shed a tear
We’re coming closer to accepting the fact
That I have been fast asleep,
You have been fast asleep
Between the fault line of apathy & sin

As I awake to shake the webs of
Exhausted, worthless sleep
I open to an eerie silence
With no dreams

Water buries better than earth
One more gulp will do
There’s no other way to a sailors grave
Than into the depths of green & blue
The tangible dark – all bite and no bark
The two aren’t one in the same.

And then
Around a single grain of sand
An oyster builds a pearl.