Monday 19 September 2016

What if



What if
The water will overflow and cause a flood, taking everything with it
What if
Everything is all I have
What if
My swimming arms get heavy with melancholy muscle, and decide to go on strike
What if
The ocean (we call it that now) decides to break the shore?
What if
The pieces that I desperately try to hold together, drift apart
What if
I cannot find the glue (or clue) within me
What if
I am separated from myself, like debris from a disaster
What if
I am (that disaster)
What if
There isn’t enough warmth to dry the land
What if
The sun –that I should salute- burns every little thing I treasure?
What if
I am not like a phoenix
What if
I am



..