Monday, December 14, 2020

Salt Water

 Yesterday was a poem writing weather day

 Counting deaths and getting in trouble

Dressing for work I put those words away


Later I just want to breathe, my friend

Erasing every letter to not send 

I'm running and it's so cold


Where did I go today? 

Whose face is this?

Feeling I'm not trying hard enough


Just giving in to stay so cloudy

Out on the water away into the air

Wishing I'd go disappear