I blacked out at the family crab feast and embarrassed my whole bloodline
and my better half felt the decline
yet I woke up wading in forgiveness
which somehow felt better and somehow felt worse
losing my guise of a genetic curse
because my cousins can all hold their liquor
Cider is soft enough for nine A.M
and hard enough for being on my own again, in a house as big as the ocean
I never saw you smile as big as you did, when the waves hit your skin
I wish I had an ocean so small it fit in my back pocket
an ocean so big it could smooth over any callus
an ocean so soft it turns shards into stained glass
an ocean so rough it leaves claw marks and peeling skin down your back
the blood blister on my thumb runs numb, i’ll prod it everyday with a closepin until it erupts like a soft spoken argument
They say horseshoe crabs bring luck, and I pray to god they’re right, because all I want to do, is do right by you.
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