drip drip drip (a poem)
the water keeps coming down
it flows seamlessly, endlessly
it's both titillating and drowning,
the intensity echoes through the chambers of my mind
and bounces through the walls of my pores,
my brain, my mind,
my heart continues to plunge,
it's fragile with thorns, it's torn.
my mind is flooding, the water is overflowing,
over the moon,
above and beyond,
i'm beyond repair,
i need air.
i wish i could swim and float through the tsunami,
a surfboard by the beach,
as a cool hawaiian kid,
like johnny tsunami.
i keep seeing a glowing light ahead,
walk walk walk towards the end of the tunnel,
except the tunnel is an illusion of everything,
filled with nothing.
i could see the chariot with a hero inside,
save me from this weather, the water
it drips drip DRIP!
someone pick me up--
make me infinite
make me weightless,
but alas, as strong as it is subtle,
the water suffocates me.
i come up for air,
i come up for air for you, you, you.
i come up for air for me.
it's okay to be me,
I write, you read, we friends.