05.12.25, 00:51
There’s a monster hiding at the bottom of the lake
I can never see it; can only sense its shape
Eyes resting like stones
I know you’re there
I‘m haunted by your presence
A shadow, a rumble, another gap
My memories like lilypads
Lifting whatever’s safest
Salt carries my bones at the surface
Why?
When did I learn to swim again?
When did I learn to detach?
The monster, the cloud, the root of all evil – is it not?
My, there’s a whole sea out here.
Although I’ve just sat down at the lake to review my mind – to find an in-between or a maybe
I‘m swallowed by the vastness of the ocean
My monster sends ripples
I can’t see it; I can prove it; I can–
Gone again
A fish, perhaps; another lie, surely.
My heart trembles and my bones brim with a thickness I can’t explain
Who am I, to borrow these shards of the past?
Who am I, to prod my mind for disease?
All I’ve ever known is buried somewhere
All I’ve ever known is stillness
Pointless, really
The monster shifts and I change
A secret as damp as the sea
Why hasn’t it withered yet, that premonition?
It’s with me, always
I live and I breathe and I rot, its roots always anchored within
I am careless every so often, unknowing
Despite all its cruel intents, does it shield me?
Will it ever share the secret it keeps
For me and my senses, drifting ever so slightly closer to the sun.
Ashore there’s a chance; there’s soil and there’s hope
Where only on some days
Clouds cast their shadows onto the waters.