saw you at my will, like you said
my time only
so you could say what
i, being me, never expect
and i could prove to myself
that something exists
beyond levees and electrical currents
and my bones keeping me
well-aware, well removed.
it almost worked
i followed myself home and
laughed and scoffed and
kicked a pebble to pull in the tide
until it was safe to drown
in deep blue when i
had the chance, underwhelming
i know
to plan my sighs
but i have to start somewhere
right?
i guess when i tried to be angry
i could feel this shell aching
for something, something
please
please, let there be something.
4 comments:
there is, there must be. right?
and, sort of brennan, but also moderation and replies.
for some reason this is crazy good, i can't pinpoint it though.
maybe it's because the last three lines are goooood
i think it's hilarious when Everyone References Bones In Every Poem They Write.
except me! i didn't reference bones!
my verification word is "phaph." HA
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