Fish Food

I went drifting out as far as anyone could get

I’d go farther if I could

On this raft made of wood

I pulled a gun and made you promise

not to follow me

just cut the rope and let me be

and now I’m drifting in this sweet, quiet air

with pain greater than you could have gifted me

In the dark blue sea

I’ve got everything I want……………………..nothing

And I’d take more if I could

That would be very good.

Published in: on November 4, 2008 at 5:19 pm  Comments (1)  
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  1. It’s all there just waiting for you. Take it!

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