it was the dawn of some steam-ship's maiden voyage and no one remembers its name- they wouldn't have needed to anyway, it didn't last very long. the champagne bottle they cracked on the bow this morning didn't break, a bad omen, we said before simply uncorking it and deliberately dousing on more accelerant than this disaster needed in the first place.
that brings us to where we are: on the boat, celebrating an unforgettable journey to the end. the empty ballroom never seemed so void of oxygen and we're slowly gasping for air as we twirl under broken disco balls and no more confetti. it's like something out of a memory, melodramatic and dimly lit, but it's starting to feel like a dream because we're finally dancing.
but we're dancing with a glass-like demeanor that suggests there is so much more unsaid under our paper-thin skin and burned-out bones. "forget it all, enjoy the moment" he mumbles crookedly against my lips, but it's hard to ignore the dull flaps of butterflies in my hollow ribcage and the knowing sensation that tonight we're rocking this boat too far.
we're a titanic in a glass bottle spinning on the floor, drowning in the seven seas of lust and other filthy sins. oil spills spread as fireworks flash-bang across the horizon and as they grow bigger in the distance, we dance harder and faster because time's running out: we drenched these sails in the kerosene of our desire and lightning's going to strike tonight.
a bad omen thuds in my chest and realization hits only a splitsecond after the lightning arrives. flames consume the ship as we continue our dance on the floor where we lie, burning from the inside out. amidst torn clothing and tangled hair we can choke out the words and draw out the feelings. we're on the brink of our own destruction so goddamn it all.
now we're exchanging last whispers with widened eyes as everything falls apart. upholstered walls fade to black as we find the words and we're sharing a final dance under the starless sky. this time, the music is slow and sorrow-filled, god bless the orchestra for staying on the sinking ship and providing a soundtrack for a crumbling hull and a breaking heart.