inside the boat
you wouldn't vomit from being sea sick.
can we touch the water without getting
blisters
on our skin?
can we eat the honeysuckle
without being
poisoned?
what if we all are
living to
die?
The air from the boat is tapping me on the shoulder.
The shackles from these linked, rusty, chains are digging down to the bone.
I think of t
he smiling faces that used to be me standing on theother side of the
bars.
On the island, catching fish,
rainbows in my eyes.
plaque & whiteness, on my
teeth.
Freckles on my skin,
overalls on my body.
Denim scabs,
freckled memories,
white fading eye-balls.
If you were a human, how would you live your life?
-very filthy.
I like the quote at the end and it was very pretty, but you should go in full detail about your dream
ReplyDeletei mean, like tell me it
except you write everything like a poem. and it's amazing, and uplifting, and saddening, all at the same time.
ReplyDeleteI think this makes quite a few interesting points, including but not limited to "Are we all just living to die?"
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