the Pier

poety, dark or romantic take it as you will.

Standing on the port
Hands laced tight
Watching the view east
As the pier burns the night

Fading like a flickering fire
Against the deep violet sky
The axis shifts visible
To the human eye

As dusk arrives it symbolizes
Our undeveloped youths thirst
Savoring every minute
Before we all burst

And burn out like stars
Life is our one shot
Knit together time and love
And give it all we’ve got

Before our bodies ashen
We must define our intent
And like these cigarettes
We soon will be spent