I can't talk right now.
My mind is full
with indistinct hope
and fear
and disappointment.
The weight of the world spread out
like a blanket on the beach
sun baked, dark colors burn me
from the light that soaks in.
My words have dissipated
like water vapor in the sky
floating miniscule
beyond the range of sight
But I feel them,
and I think maybe something inside me
would like to break the rules,
smash the globe that holds status quo
and walk through a hundred thousand
pieces of glass
to feel
invigorated.
But in the meantime,
the pressure builds
as I collect the world
like the dark clouds
that form slowly from lake water,
river water, oceans and tears
waiting for the right moment
to speak.
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Comments: 13
Now, will the inertia break? Will you speak? At least go for a walk in the beautiful sunshine, today the cool temps and bright sun are most invigorating! ;o)