You drift away...

My kite is cut and is drifting away
And I've ocean in the way.
Starvation has made me weak
But I wanna run
and I dash for her.

I take a raft
And on waves I sway
The ocean gives way.
I cry and row
But my kite is flying away.

She reaches an island
And dances in the air
I cry so loud
That the wind stops
And there she drops.
Just in front of me
Staring at me with tearful eyes.

I bend to pick her up
But someone stops me
And pushes me away.
And I notice the threads
dangling in his hand.
One end going straight
to my kite ... my life

I step back and laugh
To hell with rhyme and rhythm
To hell with poetic flow
And I roar and laugh.
As it starts to snow.

He knocks me so hard
that I fall back in the raft
The wind and the wave
Push me back.
Back to my shack.

I see from a distance
The kite resting
on the stranger's shoulders
Sleeps peacefully, looks cute
And is lead to the his castle
Which I could never afford.

And then suddenly cloud thunders
And the wind whispers
And the waves roar
All tell me the same thing
I never deserved her.

I'm back to my place
Where nothing is left.
The shack is missing.
There is no water
No food...no her.

I lie down still
eating some snow
Drinking some wine.
Thinking of her
And drinking some more wine.
Don't ask me where the wine came from
I just felt like drinking.
And like a true lover
It was there.
To be drunk.
To make me drunk.