February 5, 2017Poem
Release me
lossnatureidentity
Release me
Let me fall
Into the pit where I belong
Floundering
Among the dead fish
With wall eyes
Disappointed pouts
Persed petulant lips
I will tread water
With the fallen angels
Looking for redemption
In a shot glass
Filled with feathers
Plucked from broken wings
Fish me out
It is a small pond
In need of cleaning
Save me
Before the well dries
And forever dies
It is a drain
On resources
A septic tank
The only thing
Between the world
Is an open sore
In ferment
Salve the pain
Even the darkest place
Can be redeemed
With a gentle touch
Shed some light
Flood me out
Wash dark days away
Rinse the dirt
Clinging to my eyes
It can so easily
Leave me blind
To possibility
Shake my body dry
Vigorously
It is the only way
To bring about
A rebirth
And free my soul.