My Cliff
(Ain’t no mermaid)
Published in
Oct 26, 2020
From the bottom of my cliff, I can’t forget nor forgive.
Smashed on the groundwater all around, your enthusiasm burdens me down.
In-Depth, holding my breath, stuck with this stick, from where I stand — infinite rocky-sand spread.
Soaking wet, laying there.
A long lost voice — from the bottom of my cliff — I ain’t no mermaid.
I can’t forget nor forgive.
