I don't know if this will ever
Float away
I think it does and look down
And find
A length of twine is tied
Around my wrist
The knot refuses
To relent
I try to pull it past
My knuckles--straining white
The blood flow cut off
By the embrace
I try to
Gnaw
Primal
With my teeth
Get it off
Off of me
Let it go
Be
Someone else's
Flighty dream
But it
Won't
Go
It won't
Go
And it stings
When I think
I'm free
And then
In my peripheral
I catch a glimpse
Am drawn back in
And left
Tethered
To the string
Comments
Oh wow
Homey (hello, again!) this is so good. I felt it was SO dark, actually. Like hidden meanings. "Riptide" by Vance Joy happened to come onto the radio playlist as I was reading. It was very fitting...great job! I have often felt tied down without anyway to get loose.
Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh
I love this! The sense of
I love this! The sense of urgency is intriguing.
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond