distilled. (a poem)

distilled.

faces flashed by.
warp speed
slowed by
your eyes, my eyes.

I caught them
a butterfly
wings fluttering
softly against my hand.

Wide open
you gulped
a world full of
brackish water

Through the opened lids
everything flooded
an ocean in your
one entire drop of self.

But you laughed.
because beauty of
asymmetry
is this…

that by swallowing
the ocean
you can lose
the drop

and all you
ever wanted
was to be
a very lost drop.

distilled.

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4 Replies to “distilled. (a poem)”

  1. Last night I dreamt
    That somebody loved me
    No hope – but no harm
    Just another false alarm
    Last night I felt
    Real arms around me
    No hope – no harm
    Just another false alarm
    So, tell me how long
    Before the last one?
    And tell me how long
    Before the right one?
    This story is old – I KNOW
    But it goes on
    This story is old – I KNOW
    But it goes on

    -morrissey

    1. Thank you! I might have a few others hidden back in the archives somewhere… haha. But I will try to share a few more. πŸ™‚ Thanks for reading I’m so glad you liked it!

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