Poetry

Wednesday, 3 June 2020

What do you hold me to?

What is it you hold me to?
The bars on your windows
The colours of your room
What is that you hold me to?
But the shadows of the moon


You leave me here in Winter
In the summer of control
You give me burgundy
And tell me it will fill a hole
But when I look around
There's no one there for to patrol
Oh what is it that you hold me to?
But the shifting quick sands of my soul

I come and go, like an alien wind
Like a hermit on the tide
Like a jellyfish rolling in the wobbling ocean
There are no feelings worth the squabbling over
So what do you hold me to?

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