I interpreted the silence
as awaiting, anticipation
I stretched to your vessel
swimming on my expanse
of flowing tears and tongue
in the hopes your boat
would capsize
and sink into me
but you did not fall
in my direction
my compass was wrong
and now I am lost
in my own desperate sea
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 5:48 PM UTC
I interpreted the silence
as awaiting, anticipation
I stretched to your vessel
swimming on my expanse
of flowing tears and tongue
in the hopes your boat
would capsize
and sink into me
but you did not fall
in my direction
my compass was wrong
and now I am lost
in my own desperate sea
