Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
Some days I feel a thousand years away
of where we used to be. I feel like I've traveled
the rocking seas in a rickety boat with
a ripped sail. I can hear the wind ripping
through the sheer fabric. My eyes sting from
the high intensity. In the blur of my watering eyes,
I can still feel you beside me. Somewhere in our struggle,
we missed a bolder of one life ending
to begin another. These are the tides our lives.