I am underwater
Here, on another comfortable sofa
I am submerged
I stand and the high tide rises
I sit and it falls again
The tap is dry in the kitchen sink
You too, below in this narcotic aquarium
We flee towards the shore outside
On the street, we see the sky for the first time
Headlights show us the heavens
Gravity leads the way
You and I, my friend. Drowned in revelation.
Wednesday, 16 December 2009
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