As The Oceans

You are my natural disaster waiting to happen
It’s fated
We are the broken twigs
Unnoticed in the brush
Only good for burning

We are only as Infinite as the oceans
I’m willing to break

Fast, slow, constant,
Breathless
Salty and tangled and messy
Shining with permission
Admission
I will take 1
Back row, in darkness
Steady now.

M.

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