Water is Patient

by September 23, 2013 0 comments

There is something tugging at me,
pulling my eyes to the corner of the room,
to the floor,
to the ceiling
to everywhere but your face

There is something wrong here,
something we can’t talk about
and it’s creeping into me,
filling me, filling us
like water filling a hole
and I want to tell you that water is patient.
It will wait
and wear down
mountains and drown cities.
It will wear the skin from your bones,
the words from your tongue,

Water is patient
and it will always win
which means,
you and I, baby
are destined to lose.

editors note:

When a whole lot o’ love turns a hole, lot o’ wet. – mh

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