I find that ebb into alienation
brings flow to my psyche

the blood coursing through me
runs at a higher tide
my love for all the things that I so
admire
diminishes when I walk out
from retaliation
and it is yet that I have
discovered meaning profound enough
to detach me from all these
miniscule things

for what is more powerful
then the notion that moves us all
for any reason
even the *******
mmm the *******

hidden under water
that can crush the skull
hidden under all the darkest parts of you
hidden in the tombstone
or in the first house you grew up in

we all yearn for the same thing