How deep was
the lake at sunset-
where my life trailed
from beach to beach?
My animal inside
was dead.
Do you believe in
reincarnation?
I will embrace the non-violent
palm.
It was the carnage
of moment. The brutality of
its strength casts spell.
There was a quick
about-face. Dark night
will paint your face
with stars.
Becoming a drunk
survivor of your grace
I am blunting
my pain.
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 9:24 PM UTC
How deep was
the lake at sunset-
where my life trailed
from beach to beach?
My animal inside
was dead.
Do you believe in
reincarnation?
I will embrace the non-violent
palm.
It was the carnage
of moment. The brutality of
its strength casts spell.
There was a quick
about-face. Dark night
will paint your face
with stars.
Becoming a drunk
survivor of your grace
I am blunting
my pain.