You are a sea
Beautiful and deep and incomprehensible
And I am afraid
So instead of letting you
Wash over me,
Engulf me,
And turn the ink upon the pages of my heart
To tiny rivers
Spilling from me like demon's blood
I turn and I run
And with your sea at my heels
Dirtied with the dirt of the soles of my shoes
I laminate my heart
So that you cannot enter
Now my plasticky pages gather cobwebs
And the book-smell is gone
Your ocean is gone
It hides with another heart,
Another story
Just across the horizon
Sometimes I wonder if those words
That meant so little but
Which I thought meant so much
Were worth forsaking
Your deep blue sea
YOU ARE READING
hush (a collection of my poetry)
Poetrylet it be quiet if just for a moment. not silent just quiet. listen to your breathing and your heartbeat and the world outside the window close your eyes and take a breath. appreciate the puddles of silence as much as the street of sound. app...
