~harbouring~ (comments welcomed)

shiv

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lights all lined up in a row
over-top water turned dimmer-switch dark
i wade through the rooms of strangers
holed up in their pastel-pretty houses
set atop the shore
like ornaments

sandbags are stored away for another year
(emotional currents restrained)
so i look for other signs of interpersonal distress:

doors slammed shut
hinges just hanging on
televisions turned up past the point of being deaf
a phone unanswered
a text unsent

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crouched over vacillating water i have to wonder
when we forget how to breathe properly, deeply;
inhaling the seaweed air in big gulps
my lungs are constricted by a bay of secret wants

deserter ants surrounding me from all sides,
i sigh the sigh of every woman who's looked over
the edge

the prospect of oblivion suddenly, surprisingly
unthinkable
juvenile in its foregone conclusions
the short-term fix notwithstanding

incomparable to the lack of understanding
such an act creates

although i still desire the lapping of the water
someone to lull me while i bob uncontrollably
(yet softly)
in a storm i half conjure on a bad day
mother nature doing the rest
as if it comes naturally

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sand overcrowded with unremarkable shells
no one picks up
my thoughts
lying foetus-like
inside their pink walls

keu

good stuff.
I like "I keep poetry" too.
I like.

shiv

thank you keu!

it's so nice to get a response, i've just recently started getting back into writing again, and it feels nice to get some feedback