You said to me;
'there are more fish in the sea'.
As if my lungs breath salt water.
...
The salted air brines
my lungs, two frail dark wings.
Out here
The dying silhouette of fronds
...
Fish In The Sea
You said to me;
'there are more fish in the sea'.
As if my lungs breath salt water.
Do you believe some fish might
fill the empty cage
where HE broke into my heart?
Beneath the waves
the fish are waiting..
waiting for me?