I close my eyes and imagine
things aren't the same
but I realize
that my body
floats down stream
and that no matter
how fast they run
they could never catch me
The wind whispers
to the shores
telling stories of
the shortcomings of man
laughing at how we
try to make the world
ours.
I took a stand for what
I believe in. and I don't
know how long I have.
How many seconds of
safety
how many minutes I can
spend bowing before the
moon.
There's a hole in this ship
and the cold water produces
a sharp pain that we
all know. The storm stretches
for miles over the
beautiful sea. The ocean
my mistress now turned
into a jealous ex-lover.
She cripples the vessel.
twisting metal and man alike
She destroys everything I know.
She drowns my hope against
the eastern cliff face.
We love the way our one person
makes us feel.
but when are left to our own
it pools and collects.
A hopeless love so thick you
could bottle and sell it.
without that one
all we are is love.
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