the water was pulsing quitely, up and down, up and down
the goosebumps looked less like goosebumps and more like motivation -
testing at my endurance with every step i took and for every inch
i waded in further i could feel myself dancing carefully on the edge
between here and there. and i sure as hell don't know where there is
but i know that here is not enough, and so i need the unknown.
except that i know that the unknown is less of an unknown and more
of a variable and i know things have been pretty constant right now,
but i'm up for a change. i'm running like i'm chasing cars, and i'm
aiming like i'm killing birds, but it's all just a joke and i'm not really
sure where i'm headed and i'm not really sure what i'm working towards.
all i know is that there is not here and the further i walk and the deeper
i become and the more sand i displace with my feet will be the more
difference i can make. and i know things have been pretty constant lately,
but i think why not become the variable. so i'll take another step and
i'll get ready to hold my breath because the goosebumps are looking less
like goosebumps and more like freckles and i know that will keep me warm
because freckles are just like the stars and i like to think that i'm etching
a new constellation into my skin, and i'd like to think that one day i'll be
able to look up and see it pulsing brightly in the sky.
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