Sunday, June 24, 2012

Too Plentiful, Some Sorrow

So here I am
I am stone
You are air
I am every inch of
What I don’t want to be
And I can’t move
I can’t even crawl
My aching is so deep
I see the hole of it below
My sorrow is so vast
I am the ship in it
And I don’t know how
To steer
Or else
I don’t know where
To go.