At Sea
i'm fighting the minutes
cause i know i'll feel good again.
once the sun comes to see me
i'll be safe from the sea.
i'm fighting the embarrassment
you and your weniki have caused me
it's getting windy.
and with wind comes rain, thunder, and change
this is one hell of a squall
it's nice to know i'm still at sea
while you've landed so long ago
i'm setting anchor until you and your swabs
become more civilized
on your tiny island
I’m fighting the surf
as the waters come crashing down
each hit brings me closer to land
violent storms. hundred foot waves.
im like a sardine being swallowed by the briny deep
i'm fighting the waves
while you're welcoming me with the tides
they'll pull me towards you naturally
but my will is stronger than your love
i'm sure of it.
I’m staying put.
I’ll walk the plank before I’ll give in
it’s just me, and the rising and setting of the sun
sometimes i sing and swim with the whales.
in the cold deep blue
enjoying my isolation.
constant motion. rise and fall. push and pull. night and day. wet and dry.
the longer i am alone
the more apparent subtle variations in oppositions become
i'm more sensitive than you've ever known
mentally jarred. dare i say intro s p e c t e d.
i know you've already invented the telescope
i can see the suns reflection off of your brassy glass lens
you've watched me for months
i know.
you'll never see my jolly roger addled though
may you mistake my piercing bright pearly whites
for the sun
blind you pox!
no more tears.
only fears
here is me:
so long as you be
i will remain at sea
thrashed around violently
i long for solid ground
im hungry for the colors green and brown
i'm afraid if i'm here to long i'll be stuck in
shades of blue
only my memories can give me a space to smile.
turbulent waters wildy swaying
getting dizzy from all of this
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