Inconvenient truth
Originally uploaded by giovdim
Oh. You are beautiful, aren't you? I'd almost been able to ignore the fact up until now. Funny how that works.
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Originally uploaded by giovdim.
The music runs through my heart like sandpaper,
like mercury, like everything I've ever known
and forgotten.
I marvel at the eddies and currents
as they war against each other
and I don't mind the pieces of me
you take with you.
So small, so gradual;
I'll always be here until I'm gone,
and then it won't matter that I've let you wear me away.
You're so beautiful, anyways,
I don't begrudge it most days.
Just sometimes.
Just sometimes,
when being ripped slowly apart
isn't quite enough.
when I'd like a piece, as well
a pool maybe, instead of a torrent.
Maybe that's a useless desire
why strive for stillness when it's the motion that draws me
even under the glassy surface
so carefully crafted and thin
the undercurrents pull me in and I'm helpless.
I'd like to sink
never breathe the air again
follow you down over the rocks
always flowing, ripping, never looking back
bit by bit I let myself become you
but I fall
I hit the bottom hard
forming roots after the bruises have healed
and then I'm just caught
torn by the current
on its' way past.