Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Clear Waters

I am the anchor, 
that brings down the light of the day.
I am the savior, 
who awaits congratulatory pay. 
I am the victim, 
happily forcing the hand into blame. 

I am all of this, 
with out report, 
because we hide the wells of ourselves, 
because we contort, 
because we can not, will not
control the beast that is our 
unmanageable -
ungovernable -
untamable -
and most importantly-
unloveable love.

The water is clear, 
I see right through.
I’m only alive, 
when Im drowning in you. 

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