are you standing in my fault
waiting for the divide
to seperate the plates
that have been constantly
colliding quietly for years
can you hear me shout
my waves are reaching out
to return to your beaches
bring you back into
my cold dark open body
maybe your still lost
in the forest of my mind
filled with misguided ideals
along minor brush fires
to eviscerate old memories
at our opposite poles
we can be the farthest apart
but share chilled temperatures
alongside complimentary landscapes
but you get penguins and i get polar bears