the words we usethey’re so overusedI worry we’ll get used to them
grasping for the thinnest threadthe oxygen that wastes awayfalling apart between deep breaths…
no one in my head wants to talk today so I’ll just swim instead — I’ll let the waves that…
standing therewith the salt in your hairwhispers of the worldwashing quickly over us…
you asked mehow I felt that dayso I asked you to follow closelystay nearby for I’ll move fastand…