Depth Charges
Eric Howden
I wish i could take it back
The way i left you then
I flooded the tanks and ran
Phantasms at force ten
I dropped like a knife
For years i just scraped by
Curled up
Bow down
Half blind
Don’t know where you are
But sometimes a depth charge
Stirs my
Ancient sonar
As fast as i dared to drive
The icy roads
Ghost white
Rose up from the river bed
Your long dead star
Reeled me in
The glittering lights
And faces i crept by
Eyes wide
Skipped and stuttered
I’d surfacеd behind a melting projection
Banks whеre
Flags once fluttered
It’s like the more dead reckonings i take
The more i fail to see
That in this life of mine
You’re lost to me
