Bleached Sky

This is a call to arms.
Raise me high as you can.
And we will bleach the sky.
Let me be the one who stays.
Load them on the plane where our vessels lay.
And only if one hudred and twenty thousand is more than these cities could ask for.
Only if we can reach intensities-
Necessary to visualize drowning-
At the bottom of an oxygenated-
Sea that swallows seas.
Sea that swallows me.
This is a call to arms.
Raise me high as you can.
Let your skin meld mine.
Oh please please-
Wrap your arms around me.
Wrap your arms around me.
Wrap your arms around me.
Wrap your arms around me.
Around me.