Thursday, July 1, 2010

sometimes i don't know what i'm saying

where i am
the ground is solid
the ground does not shift
does not shake
does not dissolve in any amount of rain
muddy up my ankles, up my knees,
up my waist, god
help i'm drowning, god help

none of that
but i want to sink
i want to dip my toes,
swim, mm to dive in
with all the faith i have
or maybe with just an idea
where the hell has faith ever got me?

can't you see mom i want oceans!
i want motion! i want to be submerged!
i want to wake to a promise
and fall asleep to his words

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