Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Cycle

I am losing my breath
face down in shallow waters
that I cannot find my way out of
and though
the water is not endless
it is deep enough
to be mightier than I
and its grip on me is tighter
than the grip I have on any bid
for freedom.
It is not new
but it is now
and I will wait
breathless
until the water freezes
with the night air
and melts away
with the sunrise
tomorrow.

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