Monday, February 21, 2011

Shipwrecked


A wreck, adrift,
Sink or jump ship...
I'll drown my thoughts,
if it suits me,
I'll cry mutiny.
All of my relationships set sail,
hit the rocks,
hit rock bottom.
I'll let the wind fill my lungs
if I can't.
I'll let my whims fill with wind
if I want.

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