salty seas..windy whirls..
it's hard to be..when thoughts unfurl..
needs and wants..hates, despise..
when which is what, where do we start..
utter conviction and perpetual reasons..
are they just lies of the changing seasons?
why disappointment, why despair?
curiously, why is there even care?
hopes and dreams, impulsive whims..
delusions and fancies, of that intangibly there
maybe here? maybe not anywhere..
yet so upset..we do still dare..
to thirst, to crave, unrequited..
to hurt, to bleed, scarred; defeated..
a strangely tasteful disposition..
what will be should be
and what unyielding vagary should be made be
by you.........by me
the satisfying need of an emotional body
the continuous beat of a rhythmic heart
.....ignorance.....
a fresh start.
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