Your convoluted logic can
Throw me
off
my feet.
Whisper the silence of the river
in my dreams.
But if I begin to break a promise you
Push me
off
the cliff.
You’re controlling the wings that guide us,
make them crash into that sea.
We’re crawling through a slit in the sky and
Ending
all
these lives.
But no, it’s just a soul, a few, a hundred,
miles to go, it’s the least they can do.
My shadow shivers in your wind but
The echo
haunts
me through.
A hopeless battle I’ll never win, maybe
this time you’ll come home.
Running through breezes, ecstatic, then you explode
Gives me
a
double take.
"Whisper the silence of the
"Whisper the silence of the river in my dreams"
man... What a fantastic line. Amazing read, thank you!
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.