Friday, January 15, 2010

The Process of Fertilization

I have such envy
For the stranger lying next to me
Who awakes in the night
And slips out into the pre-dawn light
With no words
A clean escape
No promises or messes made
And chalks it all up
To mistake, mistake, mistake

And there are no tears
Just pity and fear
And a vast ravine
Right in between

A storm at sea
The bow cracked
And I was capsizing
And I sunk below
Where I swore I would never go
If you can't stand in place
You can't tell who is walking away
From who remains
Who stays, who stays, who stays

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i really like that last bit