chasing dreams into hell

I had a dream once that I was back in high school on a field trip...

summer girl in her flowing white dress
barely breaking even and the tide is coming in
darkened photographs from bus rides on field trips
are the only testament left to the dead
his love's lips broke the surface between the whitecaps
and he gave her two to the chest and she choked on her foaming blood
and one to the head because you can never be too sure
and she dropped like an anchor tied to his heart
and all his dreams became rotting bones in a shallow bay
this is a roundabout method of self destruction.