Maybe I Will Tell You


Maybe I will

tell you how this story goes

how I don’t break

it’s like I don’t know it’s like

what do you do when you’ve gone to the ocean just to get wet but all the water’s gone


All I know is I don’t know

how to be

when the threads are coming undone

I don’t know if this voice fits me anymore

if it will give me what I need from it

a penny I have put on the table

that won’t stop spinning


I don’t know if

the seasons will be the same

if you hold me

if I leave will I see clear enough to fly

but I do not have the time to

fade away

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 3/6/19

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I wish u peace - slc