The news stations were reporting
that it was the end of days
water levels were rising and
soon we would all be dead.
I did not panic
I had lived my life well
and so I picked up a pen and paper
writing in blue ink everything
I could think of
about you and I.
I filled the pages and rolled them
into an empty bottle
corked it, sealed it with wax.
Then I stood in the backyard
and the water climbed higher
against my skin until it reached
my collarbone and then I released
the bottle
taking solace that
no matter what came next
our love would survive




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