if the multitudes of my anger
ever met the layers of my love
they’d split the sadness
deep within me

Instead they cower and swim away
desperate to avoid creating
this hurricane that’s been due for months

but I’m already underwater
& have found I can’t drown
so I just float
out of breathe and out of hope

How am I terrified?
What could be more than this
This solemn emptiness
Sunk to the bottom of a siren song
Created on shore
But now I’m sure
Anchored to the blue
I’m still better off w/o you