Monday, February 15, 2021

 Pirates

 

I throw myself, throw it away.

You dance on my pieces.

Drunk on my tears.

 

I Swallow sunken ships.

Curse these swollen lips.

Cracked and chapped.

 

You walk on my pieces.

Singing in my tears.

 

I swim the desert land.

Map in hand.

Bruised and bloody.

 

Drips and sips from leaves.

Shady trees.

It comes, you go. .

 

Put me down, pick me up.

Changed your mind.

Again? poor me, lost at sea.

You, Walking over me.

 

I build it up.

You tear me down.

And throw it all way.

Over and out at sea

Walking all over me



 Sometimes I get the familiar urge to pick up the phone. Then I'm not sure if you even answer phone calls these days. I would text or me...