Treasure Island

Norman Santos

(Nov.19,1990 / Philippines)


If I see you drowning,
pretending to swim
with your broken wings
I wonder if I will have the courage
to turn my back against you
and sans the ocean
of another lunar tear

or shall I be more valiant
to engulf your ocean
before it engulfs you
and perhaps, again, understand
the prancing contours
of your undulating soul

If I see you drowning
and you see me too,
would you even want me there?
Or should I keep these daggers
under my tongue, at bay
and ruminate of something else?

I think my wings are broken too
drenched in the salt of sleep,
threadbare in sentimental plights
I miss who you were before we're felled
Have we ever been in flight?

Submitted: Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 01, 2013

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