Washout

by Melissa   Jan 21, 2010


Tonight, the tone of my heart is deafening;
like an ocean at war with Mother Nature
and I'm attempting to bail myself out
with words,

but all the metaphors have holes-
causing me to s
.......................i
.......................n
.......................k
beyond the depths of comprehension-
it feels like I'm screaming under water;
sodden verses fill my lungs
with mediocrity

and even meter
has not enough lilt
to waft me ashore

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