I’ve drowned many times before

     hints of twilight overcome

     where dark shadows loom

     jars of salty tears

     inside brittle ocean walls

I’ve drowned many times before

     weeping white crests of time

     carrying anguish in my seaweed

     opening undertows of dread

     swept out to sea of no return

I’ve drowned many times before

     clouds of my breath

     sorrowfully head home

     as I swim long strokes

     of a cerulean beginning

I’ve drowned many times before

     caught in the shallows

     I plan my break

     in dawning of red globe

     of enveloping sunshine

I’ve drowned many times before

     slow rhythm of the wind

     whispers on my skin

     morning tide tiptoes

     cleansing my soul.

the pieces of sky

which broke apart in lies

they were separated by contrails

made worse by the conspiracy theorists

and no one ever saw

the beautiful blue up above

for 

you 

see

the sky had fallen

in acid rain

the skyline was filled

with the smog from the cities

and no one even bothered

to see the hole of ozone...

and 

it 

now

is flat and constricted

by the endless desires of humanity

and although it never stops crying

you will never see a rainbow

the fog is overlaid by virtual reality

and everyone forgets there was once more to be seen

and

      the

             broken

                          pieces

                                       rain   

                                               d

                                                 o

                                                   w

                                                       n

sometimes my

clumsy ribs

drop my heart

like rocks

in a pond, i

forget

how to swim

sometimes i

don’t mind, and

sometimes i

sink so low

like rocks

in a pond, i

forget

how to float

sometimes my

clumsy ribs

drop my heart, and

it hurts,

it hurts,

it hurts.

they can’t hear you

anymore

your stardust falls

on dead planets

echoing to satellites

outside of orbit

your words fail

to spike frequency

swallowed by vacuous

black holes

they can’t hear you

anymore

your atmosphere

is foreign air

leaking hot dust

to hollow space

your gravity pulls

at memories

in a galaxy

far, far away

they can’t hear you

anymore

your voice dies

on wavelengths

not strong enough

to reach them

your fury falls

on deaf ears

in amphitheaters

of dying stars, and

they can’t hear you

anymore.

I'm better off now

I made a choice to move on

No regrets

There's no going backwards

With my head out of the cotton Candy clouds

It's all to clear

I truly now see

For when it came to you and me

I was always left feeling like

Your daily habit.

I'm not Alice!

I'm done chasing you,

Your no white rabbit!