On the Montauk shores

Are the ones

Living

Lives

On the end of the earth

In a place

Preserved yet new

Bathing in the oceans salts

Clean my soul through

The light and sand

Walking the shores

In a magical land

What brings the bitterness

Is a regret

From long ago

A life

That could not be lived

So that regret grows

And grows

Until the human

Is no longer recognized

And a new life

Is now contrived

In bitterness

Forged in the heats

Of the fire

Burning in bright

Orange yellow blue

All the way back

To forgiveness for you

In moments of strength

And hope

There is one thing I know

That a forged life is the path

We have to create

For ourselves

My copper heart

Was shining in the light

Of the afternoon

Sun

Beaming with

What had just begun

Life in all of it’s glory

Lived through the eyes

Of a young man

Growing up

Inside the lines

Is this the venom

That is shot

At the time of

Attack

When hope is low

The words of despair

Are the ones that

Are thrown

Running from the norms

That hold us

To the forms

That we have to become

So a bandit

Runs free

From the weight

Of a looming

Society

I walked away

Without a word

Said

No thoughts taken

Or given

The abjure

Of the world

Around me

Feels like the

Only choice

I have

Take away the keeper

And send in the viceroy

For if the king is too far

Away

The vice will come to play

In these moments

Of distraction and

Disorder

We order

A hope from another

King

Very

Far

Away

A one time shot

Is all we’ve got

To live a life

With a changing landscape

For dreams

And realities

And all these things

We return to the idea

Of what makes us smile

Today

And tomorrow