Sunday, April 19, 2015

Flat line.

Listen!
Listen, heart!
Do not turn from me
I tell you
Guard yourself
Mute your pulse
and give nothing away.
Flat line
and save yourself
for the wave is coming
to crash
your sweet dreams
against jagged rocks
of unfairness.
Your body will be broken
and then who will
save you?
Save yourself.
Please.
I will stay with you.
You will not be
Alone.
I cannot swim
but we will drown
together
and at least
the End
will be on our terms.

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