Tuesday, October 2

it will be

it's electric
the outer space in his inner ears
the hushing wind contained in each
word he speaks

what is it like to drown and
become someone who lives
underwater
only looking up and
wanting
to leap out of it

I see every type of
blue even green and
sometimes orange
swimming but never finding
it tries to look
with its eyes shut tight

I move back and circle around
the same street I lost my
dignity hoping cause I thought
I lost myself
I tested the water
when I chose to trade my heart
for an inspiration that I kept
to myself
it was not meant for me
so it faded

but I hear you calling me
I can breathe better
stay in the water
believe me when I say
his peace is better than all the
ones I've forced to call mine