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Emerge
I lay in water
drifting away
in a bathtub
trying to forget
the sting left
on my face
this evening,
I think in rivers
how endless
their routes
turn out
longing to
be stolen
in swirls
be lost
without
return.
Published 1st Jun 2023
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1st Jun 2023 5:54am
Dear N,
This write has me thinking of a time ago when I stood in the shower after a metaphorical sting (the rejection of someone I really liked). It felt like a physical punch because he wasn’t kind in his rejection. I recall wanting to be out at sea just adrift in the ocean. Anything to numb the pain and sadness. I loved the images you’ve conjured in this write and how nature seems to be able to cleanse itself of debris. Wonderful piece. H🌷
This write has me thinking of a time ago when I stood in the shower after a metaphorical sting (the rejection of someone I really liked). It felt like a physical punch because he wasn’t kind in his rejection. I recall wanting to be out at sea just adrift in the ocean. Anything to numb the pain and sadness. I loved the images you’ve conjured in this write and how nature seems to be able to cleanse itself of debris. Wonderful piece. H🌷
3rd Jun 2023 10:27pm
