WATER WATER EVERYWHERE NOT A DROP TO DRINK

” Where is the other water ?” 

It was thirst I was quite sure

An abstract thirst for words

The more I heard, it got worse

Open sesame leading to a cave

Of stolen treasure

Someone else’s broken love

Someone else’s shattered dreams

Poems that no one heard

Read by impersonal dry eyes

Did I know of a thirst not whetted by water?

Did I know of salts that

Made my blood salty?

My tears continue to be salty

As your mouth lingers on my wet cheeks

Now I float in my own waters searching for you

( dedicated to flamethrower from waterbearer)

 

 

 

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