in a canoe without you

I took another man–better, if I entertain your standards of better, and your self depreciation

I let him under me and with all my strength I tried to row away from you, smoothly, though the water was thick with blood

I went away from your shore until suddenly, a storm of magnitude erupted from the sky of my eyes and soon I was capsized, left out at sea with only the sting of salt, and the sun