Thursday, March 10, 2022

Dead Sea

My bath transforms to stormy seas
Beneath the bridge, Marin County
I walk it with the ghost of me
The one undone by everything 
She never knew and couldn't see
Beyond her brain's capacity 
For limiting and bad beliefs
The ones she sponged from others' speech
Their actions and their dirty deeds
She left her story incomplete 
Had given in to demon seeds
And those who prey upon the weak
Extinguish light with lies, deceit
I let her go, she isn't here
I cross and she has disappeared
By staring straight into my fear
I saw my source back in my mirror

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