Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Day 44: heavy

she sits on my mind,
like salt.
like the ocean
she sways.
shes moving me..
and im trying to hold onto something solid
like an identity i dont claim
she sways me
and i want to hold on to her like a rock
like my roots
but i cannot
she is moving
she sits on my mind
like decisions
like soil
and yet unchanging
she sits there
waiting for me to break or to hold her properly
but i,
i have forgotten how to do both
and either
at the same time
so tonight
i am just crying.

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