misanthropeerin

Just a little me
2004-11-17 03:25:23 (UTC)

stranger's touch

desperation
i tripped over it
pebble on the sidewalk
and fell in the puddle of a stranger
grabbed his yellow raincoat
rain beads punctured into splatters as my hands grasped
nowhere near drowning
but he was the impetus
to push internal neglect
into a world free of responsibility
and found a place to worship at his feet
said, "savior take my all"
and allowed , dare not command, as loyal subject i was
for him to sweep me from the shallow
and rush me onto land
a sidewalk:solid, his hearbeat:nervous
but frightened hands do obey
for fear of being harmed
his yellow raincoat shelter for us both
umbrella to the souls
and i ended all, saying,
"a name is nothing for a product of desperation"
"speak every fallacy you can"
for lies cannot be traced
and place this on a shelf
a rainy day memory
of strangers never drowning
always searching to be saved




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