a stream
lives forever
running off
into me
and my mouth
against me
if it has to
even though i am
mostly it
and it is mostly me
for i have swallowed
too much
and am letting it go
back into it
like a dog who
prefers the leash
for at least then
there’s an owner
a someone who
can take off the chain
so the dog can jump back
into it
and the stream
that hangs around the dog’s neck
but not at the same time
like a pet petting another
freedom
*
if you sin
go to god
and beg
but remember
he knows
the bible too
and begs
to you
that he didn’t
for your sake
and his forsaken your
*
i have never known
anyone to fall in love
only to scour up it
like fish on dry sand
looking for a sand
castle with a moat
but where are the enemies
that need a gate pulled up
besides the fish
who ruins the structure
and the door
and deserves to be eaten
whole
*
life is spent
talking to others
until they stop talking to you
then you stop talking altogether
and some of them
start talking to you again
and find you just as bad
of a listener
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