Coughing

It’s not a meter
Before the fall
Escaping
From windows
In the waves
Song and sight
Longing
Longer
Miles
Unravel
Just like
Wishes
Remembered
Unfulfilled
Unrecanted
Wading wearily
To shore
In self-deception
Soaked
With faith chilled
In travel
Treading promises
Broken shells
Beneath soles
Still smeared with vanity
Cold hands
grasp insanity
Yearning
Unlearning woes
Tainted tears
In obstinance
Cloaked