Thank You No More

We’re here again.
This time, it ends.
Here and now,
Out on the bow.

I’m walking through
Seeing eyes, seeing you.
Doing the stations
Like Christ’s temptations.

Each thought a prayer.
That takes me there.
Over and over,
White Cliffs of Dover

A little fainter
A little lighter.
My fondness brighter
And the scar less red.

Touch my hand.
Pat my head.
Then turn
Toward another.

The fog has lifted.
My heart has shifted.
A stow away
Till Judgement Day

Or Night.
Sleep tight.
U-boats passing
On the right

12/19/19
Zone S1E10