The evening sail~ Prose Poems, for e M p T y /collections~

The Daily chores have been completed for today~

So much disarray, as I look around I close my eyes

The bedroom door is closed for the evening charge

For in our world you may not invite

It’s a private picture of a train derailed

So many pieces of coal splayed along the route

I’d rather not disclose the largeness of my mess

But let me paint this picture instead

His arms lay crossed, his legs meshed tight

He will not open up, to give me this sight.

I have opened my soul, for him to sail

Even though with the wind that hovers above him

He lays anchored down.

Watching our misty auras, fight to take sail,

departure takes opposite directions in our lives

as I seek out towards the oceans edge,to drown in the depths

so that I maybe swallowed up whole

It would be much eaiser to swallow then this ocean between us.

The evening sail~ Prose Poems, for e M p T y /collections~

Falar2me

Joined January 2010

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