islands on the other

Sometimes I feel bad for the horizon,
distinguishing the shades of blue,
propping up our sky, holding
down earth’s ocean,

always posed and poised,
hearing people claim
they’ll run
towards her someday.

Mirroring our shoreline.
Watching everybody scrawl
initials midst the shells,
too afraid to relay her portrait,

unwilling to stroke the face
of their own shame
they’d feel if they’d just draw
a line in the sand.



first feat. in The Insurgence

8 thoughts on “islands on the other

  1. Dear Alphabet,
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