Poetry

Shipwreck

Only when a heart ruptures
do we hear the rending sound.

—Doris Trinidad, Breakup

It begins with a booming sound
inside us, some machines,
a part of us
malfunctions.
The reason, we can never understood
despite the time we engineered
our ship before
going to the sea.
And it wasn’t the sea’s fault.
Because we chose the sea
for us to cruise on.
And even it is the raging sea
that engulfed us,
it is still chiefly because of a failure
of our engines
(which made us believe
we’re unsinkable).
But here we are in a trench
taking a look at our ship
wrecked, submerging,
wretched, devoured
by the too much water inside.

Our ship touches the bottom,
but it will remain there
forever.

Soon it will be another ruin
we will stare and remember
and we will sink in the sea again.
Yet someday, though our
ship is under the sea,
the water will never get inside us anymore.

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