The Cormorant

Am I in prison on this island?
I've tried, tried to swim away
Out to the buoy of any rose
But the current's too strong
I now drift, daydreaming
To when we were happy here, on this beach
We played with our children, they were happy too
Tiffan goes, the collar on
I think she knows I'm a pathetic intruder
Into the abyss
And I have watched her too, from the stony beach
There was black in the last year before the storm
Elsewhere somеtimes, I can see beyond the lighthousе
The uncharted cruise ship, anchored way on
As though the last party on Earth continues to vast a risers
Of container ships full of glassware
Daily life