Saturday 20 January 2018

Secret Sins and Shames

Thoughts like fingers
slip around my brain
as if trying to find a grip
on something
infinitely uncontrollable
like life

trying to find anchor in open sea
like the open sea
between you and me
that is never constant
and never sure
just ordinary and ambiguous

and it scares the fucking shit out of me
and I am longing for dry land
and solidity
under these feet
that are weighed heavily
with secret sins and shames

and ordinary human failures
that I don't allow myself to make

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