Tuesday, March 9, 2010

swimming is like drowning when your feet are filled with lead.

this is not about you
but my cheeks say different
pleasant pain
surprise lights upstairs
few words, that stereo song
this feels safe, like drowning
you feel safe, like home
repeat, my lips that move
my awkward rhymes
i'm following your lead,
but from far away
there's a body of water
between and deep
i never learned to swim
but lessons, i 'll take
with shaky limbs,
across, close, then closer.

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