Saltwater
I heard you took it on the chin
You’re as clever as you are alone
Those books may console you but they won’t keep you warm

Proof by contradiction
Is the only explanation for whatever this is

Saltwater
You taste like the places we’ve never been
I know I seem so calm
So serene
Embalmed
But inside I wish your insides were mine

Well, let’s make a toast:
“May the end be the end of the world”

Now, let’s get you warm