back into the wild

back into the sea you go,
back into
the wild.
tossed under the bus
and over
the side
of a relationship gone
south.
the water is cold, dark,
the woods
deep and endless.
the profiles are pieces
of chocolate,
not all with creamy
fillings to your liking.
there is catch and release,
bite and spit out.
it's a wacky
world we're living in.
but what are the options,
mars,
venus, both too far
away.
so it's small talk,
and calamari.
drinks and pats on the back,
luke warm
hand shakes,
kisses on the cheek.
it's a nightmare,
but I guess i'm back.