Wednesday, October 31, 2012

At sea

What will I be to you?
A treasure at sea.
Buried deep under
the vault of the ocean.
Out of sight.
At the bottom of
a liquid blue heart.
Camouflaged by
anemone and shoals
of bright neon fish
and scar tissue.
The dive to find me
will be too risky, too hard.
Riding the waves on the
surface of normality
will be easier perhaps.
I'll be plotted on a map.
A map you can no more,
or rather not, read.
Sure, maybe you'll
always remember me.
Love me even.
But what solace is that?
Yes, I'll be
a memory unforgotten.
But that's all I'll be.
Just that.
Nothing more.

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