Saturday, January 1, 2022

King Tide

 The tides ebb and flow erratically

Rogue waves spilling unexpectedly from my eyes

A decade since she passed and left me with mourning flow

Which I just came to know

How

Will I wade through the same waters again

The flow unpredictable again

Deep and heavy

Why when I've just felt the warm sand

First time in a decade

Should I be swept back out?

They flow out of my eyes

Carrying memories

Coating the inside of my skin

With a lead suit

Drowning or floating in tears

Groundlessness lurks 

Like a bully backpack

Take it off and

Step through

Hard to dissolve the Devil You Know

They say don't look away

So I stay

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