if you could
create water,
drop by drop
until the oceans
and coral and
silver angelfish
conquered all
the land;
see the world
like a quavering
raindrop, still
in time,
you know, sometimes
you need the
to break you
when you fall;
and when you
flow into the
crevices by the
side walk, leaving
wistful oily
rainbows that
smile sorrowful
forevers at your
receding shoulders
into the distance;
and then you
forget to breathe
when you drown
into the night,
you’re too human
to be free, you
are too human
to be bright;
then you wait
in the shadows,
dry your eyes
from the rain,
you find that
you misspelt elation

T. E. Pyrus


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