My Fins Feel Fine

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You should see me.
Soft, hard.
Curved, chiseled.
Synchronized swimming in hope.

If the last time around today, you said “I’ve loved you,” forgive that I did not hear the splash of you landing next to me. 
I apologize for the poison in my ears and beg your pardon for the lead in my lungs.

These days are funny to me.
As I learn how to float, I mimic the small frys and water bugs frolicking around me. 

These days are strange to me.
As I strengthen my kick, I feel the distant hands of Some Kind Of Sea Creature softly holding my back.

My fins feel fine and you should see me.

Believe

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I admit it
I did it 
And I’ll do it again
Again and again 
I’ll do it again

I smiled and I dreamed and I lowered my eyes
My brunette heart told my head pretty lies

The sun fled West and the moon floated high
I knelt to the floor and I breathed to the sky

I must never do this ever again
I know that I will
It’s a matter of when

Not Next Door

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I’d counsel, be careful
The company you keep
That girl she slays demons at night in her sleep

She’s a penchant for grey
A dangerous name
A seemingly endless desire for rain

She entertains delusion
And at dinner debates 
Whether Biblical prophets had talents as great as the You here before me

Use caution, I say
If you seek out that girl as the light to your day