11/4/2025 Full Moon Drowning
I never thought much about life on land
As it pertains to drowning
I would insist I go another way
Ive burned through my options with you
Felt your heat, gave accommodation
(theres no better use of my skin
than as your canvas)
Ive let loose a tornado- my emotions, every inhibition that I could safely unclench
My sweat is to desire, my breath is to yearn
And as it pertains to fire or air, I insist
Ill go another way
Smothering was never an option
Id tighten the grip around my own neck
Take a mouth full of spit
Before Id allow myself spread thin and clinging over you...
And so as it pertains to suffocation
I beg, I'll go another way
Ive learned how to hide the soak
How to put a pin in the urgency of my own storm til I get home. Though
Ill admit, at times I did fail. Showered sheets, the back seat, unknowing shoulders with
the preconceived mourning of you
They didnt ask, they didnt mind
Any natural disaster is too forgiving
I must go another way
I have given thought to ships passing in the night
What lives exist on deck, off shore, around us
Waiting throughout a floating dormitory
Miss eachother. Ive never minded.
And though I miss you now I could never allow that
I missed you in a night. I couldn't bare it.
Rather
If youd passed me by
I would have burned through the cabin, set the sails, or jumped ship.
Scattering myself along the water. Unafraid of my "muchness", of overwhelming the surface, in plight to reach you
And maybe the unforgiving depth of sea
The elusive grasp of you
Your sail boat sputtering miles and miles fast and far from me
all could let me drown
And I would
I'd insist, if there's no other way
- Jillian Naomi
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