I want to let it consume me.
To slip backwards into the warm ocean's thick embrace
and float, swim even.
I keep forgetting
that there are stones in my pockets
there are stones in the lining of my clothes
are stones tangled in the locks of my hair
stones wedged in my throat
in place of my eyes.

I keep forgetting
I will sink.



Lilah said...
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Lilah said...

you can strip your hair, take of your clothes, but you can't pull your eyes out, take out what's inside of you.

i'm flattered, thanks.

i love your blog.