i wish i was sad
i wish i could cry
let the weight upon my now fragile bones
flow away with liquid salt
sad
sad is so
so easy
one plus one
so, defined
an old friend
knocking on the membrane of your soul
from time to time
but she moved in
nestled between my heaving ribs
selected the beating musculous organ
(they said it was made for love)
as canvas
for her poisonous carvings
of dark swirling masses
tender bottomless pits
created a whirling chaos
of broken dreams
and complex algebra
(but oh, so beautiful)
i am stranded
branded by defunct happiness
drifting
no sign
of billowing sails on the horizon
no wood
to make a signal
(well there is, but it’s all that keeps me afloat and without it i will sink)
no clothes
to protect my skin from peeling off under the sun’s harsh rays
no water
to quench the burning in my throat
it’s so tempting
to let go
fill my lungs with salt
cool my skin with the deep blue
but the depths
never let you return
and i don’t want to hurt you