Thursday, January 18, 2018

fathom

six fathoms deep
try to understand
if you can
sometimes
there are no answers
to questions that

      linger

unattached
rogue balloons
of words
strung by punctuation
a question mark
is a hook inside my heart

and while I am sleeping deep
below the white and blue
I will think of the question
and the answers I wish I knew

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