yesterday you were half
in the ground, half out
i pulled you up and you
smiled and even though it was
just a s m i l e,
i caught it with my heart.
i won't be controlled now,
my mind goes off on three
hundred and sixty degree tangents
and the fifty pieces of a square
but not even a grid can count
pulses when they're as erratic as
mine.
these aren't chains you've put on me,
the curve of your arms isn't a rope
and your hands aren't lead weights.
but your smile is a noose and
your fleeting glances heavier than
broken hearts, dragging me down
d e e p e r and d e e p e r
anchors in this fatal sea.
YOU ARE READING
motion. | completed
詩歌this is the backwards story of how i [lost my mind] fell in love. lowercase intended. #83 in poetry | #150 in short story | 14-11-14
